After our trek across the chott, we ended up for the night at Tozeur. The next morning, we woke up to the wonderful world of one of Tunisia’s prettiest oases.
Yes, that is a hand-made logo on the front of that truck. I’d say this truck isn’t going anywhere anytime soon.
This is a Fennic Fox. It’s unwise to touch small furry creatures in Tunisia as, more often than not, they’ll bite you. Giovanna found this out the hard way. She ended up getting a precautionary series of rabies shots just to be on the safe side. Yes, the Fennic Fox is an endangered species, but, supposedly, the shop keeper had found this one as a baby sitting next to it’s dead mother in the desert. If the proper authorities found out about this, the fox would be taken away from him and he’d probably be arrested. As it is, it makes a good tourist attraction.
We took a carriage ride through the oasis to see how a large desert oasis functions. This was my horse.
We got to run our hands through the dates and pretend we were Scrooge McDuck with all of his gold.
The local bicycle gang.
I found a bull behind a butchers shop. We all know what happened to that poor fellow!
These photos are for Karim to use in his Arabic classes.