When you often visit different countries, there are no such objects for delight. But there is in the light of the city, the magic aura of which pierces to the cooler and occupies a special place in the heart.
That is how it happened to us when we first visited the capital of Tunisia. Immediately I will clarify: the country is correctly called "Tunisia", so it is written, at least. And the capital is the city of Tunisia. Having learned this, now we never confuse the country and the capital.
So Tunisia. You enter here and do not believe that the history of the city has no one thousand years. Modern buildings, stores of famous brands. It seems that it turned out to be in France. But, it is worth noticeing and immediately become ancient mosques, the market, which is no longer one hundred years old.
At the inspection of the city, the guide highlighted us three hours. But what can be seen during this time?
Many of our neighbors on the bus immediately ran shopping, and we decided to stroll through the narrow streets and even climbed to the roof to see the panorama of the city!
By the way, if you come to the local and ask where the panorama (you can simply say so: "Panorama"), then you will gladly show the road (do not forget to thank the person!). Itself, of course, find this place is hard. But it is worth it:
And you can also go to the perfumery factory and buy a couple of excellent perfume bottles!
People in Tunisia are hardworking and most of them very honest. Here it is hard to meet idle-hazing around the city of vagrants. Everyone is busy business. One bake delicious cakes, the second draws portraits, and that tiny hammer knocks the pattern on a small metal plate.
The market in the capital is huge, noisy and halinding in all languages.
But in the suburb of the capital - the small town of Sidi-bu-Said is quiet, cozy and somehow in Italian beautifully.
Imagine, the inhabitants of this place are required to be prescribed to paint the windows in the blue color, and the walls of houses are blued. Thanks to this order, it seems that Sidi-bu-Said is paraitic between heaven and sea. And we bet with him.
There is in the suburbs and the ruins of the very Carthage (although, it turns out on the excursion, that, yes, not quite). This is, of course, a stunning place!
Immediately recall the lessons of history and vintage films about the wins and the heroes of that distant time. Walking by what remained from the streets, you imagine how all those people lived. What they did, for what they fought.
But it's time to go home. On the way back, already on the bus, we make a final photo and already miss this wonderful and so different Tunis.
