[ Dec.2008 ] Before forgetting everything, I decided to write about the travel in Tunisia in winter in 2008.
I flew from London and my friend from Tokyo and we met in a hotel in Tunis.
In those days, the country was governed by Ben Ali, and at least on the surface, it was peaceful.
I took a Tunisian aeroplane, so around the check-in desk at Heathrow, there was already Arabic atmosphere.
When I arrived in Tunis, it was already dark.
Because my guidebook said that we should be careful not to get overcharged by taxi, I remember I was worried only about that.
Anyway, I arrived at the hotel without any problems.
Next morning, the town I saw from the hotel window was all in beige colour.
It was very dusty outside, and I felt that our clothes and hair got dirty in a second.
