Tunis, hamam, henna... And tuna fish!

Thursday was the last day of the Eid festivities - the end of Ramadan. And the first day on which shops were open again. So we went to Tunis to go shopping in the souk. 

Not all the sections weremopen, but at least the one for textiles and leather. Bought a handbag and two jellabas. 
I found the shopkeepers quite friendly and not as agressive as in other places. But of course we were greeted from all sides and invited into the shops. Tourism is low and they need the business! 

We were also guided to a larger shop with a big terrace to see the view of the souk's rooftops. It was very hot up there but a good photo opportunity. 

On the way down we were of course shown some carpets. Something that I am not interested in at all. But Willow ended up buying a handy little rug. 

Before meeting up with our taxi driver again we tried to get a meal, but there's really not much to be had besides hot or cold sandwiches. 
By now I am convinced that the country is called Tun-isia because there's tuna fish on everything. Luckily I happen to like tuna. But a bit of chicken for a change would be nice! 

In the afternoon we finally met Anasma and the other female guests and went to the hamam in Sidi Bou Said together. 

The hamam here is different from what I am used to in Istanbul. 
The rooms are smaller - and people are wearing bikini bottoms instead of going naked. 
But it was fun anyway, sweating, getting scrubbed... And we were given some kind of clay to put all over our body. 

After that we went to the port side of the village were relatives of Anasma have a house with a large terrace and a wonderful view. 

We spent quite some time ther just hanging out and from time to time getting up and dancing together until it got dark. 

It was very nice but we were also really glad when food was served since we hadn't been eating anything except a few cookies since the hamam. 
There was a nice salad (with tuna fish of course) and a very large bowl of excellent coucous. On a side plate they had arranged fish - or rather quite many fish heads and fish tails... I passed on those - I don't like my food staring at me and the tails had a lot of bones which I found dangerous to eat in the dim evening light. 

Shortly after that the men arrived and ate with us. 

Later a modern style henna ceremony was performed - both the bride and groom had a heart painted on the palms of their left hands as a symbol for their union. It was nice and they both looked so happy together! 

We left a little later because we were tired from our long day. Luckily one of Anasma's uncles drove us back to the hotel.