The next morning we woke up to a cold sky full of little thin clouds moving by at a very fast rate. I got a shower and got dressed before waking Xiyun up. We went downstairs for our breakfast which consisted of the typical thinly sliced French bread, jam, margarine, coffee, milk, and this time as a special treat, Pain aux Chocolat. It was decent. We munched on an orange before we checked out, leaving the peal behind as a present for the maids. We headed up the hill in Le Kef toward the Kasbah. Before we got there, we stopped off at the partially excavated roman baths. No one was around but I now know the trick about the gate and was able to get in no problem. Xiyun was rather impressed by the whole affair and we had a good time exploring the site. After that, we climbed the rest of the way up to the Kasbah. We had to stop a few times because Xiyun kept getting winded. I suppose Le Kef is about 750 meters above sea level and since we’ve been living at about 2 meters above sea level for the last six months, she can’t be blamed too much for being out of breath.
At the Kasbah there was no one around again. The last time there was a guy that took us around and showed us the interior. I tried the main door and found it to be open. We let ourselves in and went up into the Kasbah. We ran all around and looked at the place, took some great pictures, and then made our exit. It was nice not having a guide try to hustle you through the place. We were going to go to the gate of the city that opens directly into the countryside but Xiyun didn’t want to walk all the way up to it so we turned around and went back down into town and to the louage station.
Evidence that Tunisian culture at some point in the past was heavily influenced by Pharonic Egypt.
