I Believe...

I enjoyed reading "I Believe", but I omitted some parts which I don't believe in and reorder them on a personal relevance.

I believe-
that we are responsible for what we do,
no matter how we feel.

I believe-
that our background and circumstances
may have influenced who we are,
but we are responsible for who we become.

I believe-
that it's taking me a long time
to become the person I want to be.



I believe-
that you can keep going
long after you can't.

I believe-
that it isn't always enough to be
forgiven by others. Sometimes you
have to learn to forgive yourself.

I believe-
that credentials on the wall
do not make you a decent human being. 


I believe-
that sometimes when I'm angry
I have the right to be angry,
but that doesn't give me
the right to be cruel.



I believe-
that no matter how bad your heart is broken
the world doesn't stop for your grief.

I believe-
that two people can look at the exact
same thing and see something totally.
different.

I believe-
that your life can be changed in a matter of
hours by people who don't even know you.

I believe-
that even when you think you have no more
to give, when a friend cries out to you
you will find the strength to help.


I believe-
that you can do something in an instant
that will give you heartache for life.

I believe-
that we don't have to change friends
if we understand that friends change.


I believe-
that either you control your attitude
or it controls you.

I believe-
that no matter how good a friend is,
they're going to hurt you every
once in a while and you must forgive
them for that.

I believe-
that true friendship continues to grow,
even over the longest distance.
Same goes for true love.

I believe-
that you should always leave loved ones
with loving words. It may be the last
time you see them.

I believe-
that regardless of how hot and
steamy a relationship is at first,
the passion fades and there had
better be something else to take
its place.

I believe-
that heroes are the people
who do what has to be done
when it needs to be done,
regardless of the consequences.

I believe-
that money is a lousy way of keeping score.

I believe-
that my best friend and I can do anything
or nothing and have the best time.

I believe-
that just because someone doesn't love
you the way you want them to doesn't
mean they don't love you with all they have.

I believe-
that maturity has more to do with
what types of experiences you've had
and what you've learned from them
and less to do with how many
birthdays you've celebrated.

I believe-
that just because two people argue,
it doesn't mean they don't love each other
And just because they don't argue,
it doesn't mean they do.

Rumi - Only Breath

Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu,
Buddhist, sufi, or zen. Not any religion
or cultural system.
I am not from the East...or the West, not out of the ocean or up
from the ground, not natural or ethereal, not composed of elements at all.
I do not exist,  am not an entity in this world or the next,
did not descend from Adam and Eve or any  origin story. 
My place is placeless, a trace of the traceless. Neither body or soul.
I belong to the beloved, have seen the two worlds as one and that one call to and know,
first, last, outer, inner, only that breath breathing human being.
There is a way between voice and presence where information flows
In disciplined silence it opens. 
With wandering talk it closes.

Love Relationship Themes

If we pause and contemplate on each relations we had as adults, we will figure out that each one has a central issue about it. Each theme holds a different suffering to go through. I am sure there are more themes but at least what I am aware of are:

Begging Theme
I love you, I will do anything for you
I love you, please stay
I love you, I will never love again like I love you
I love you, I will take good care of you
I love you, please don't go

Hurt Theme
I love you but please stop doing XXX it hurts me
I love you but please I am not feeling well of doing XXX
I love you could we please not do this any more
I love you but I can't take it any more
I love you but please give me space

Shame Theme
I love you but I can't stay with you
I love you but my belief & values don't allow me to be with you
I love you but what we are doing is wrong
I love you but my family, friends, neighbors will start to talk
I love you but I feel ashamed of us
I love you but my guilt is larger than my love

I Don't Care Theme
I love you but I am not interested in whatever you are interested in
I love you but can I watch TV now
I love you but I can't join you at your parents dinner
I love you but I have work to do
I love you but sorry I did not get you anything for your birthday

Sexless Theme
I love you but don't kiss me
I love you but I don't feel like making love tonight
I love you but could you just hug me
I love you but I don't know why I can not touch you

Some could be totally unlucky to experience two themes in the same relations; then their agony & hurt is doubled. But most cases will be a mix of one of the above themes & Love theme.
Any how, each theme teach us a lesson and gives us more insight of what we want in life.


p.s.
I left the Love theme till then then because it is my day dream one :-)

Love Theme
I love you.... I love you too
I care about you..... I care more
I want you.... I can't take my hands off you
I want to go out with my friends... I want to visit my parents
I am coming home early... my my what a romantic dinner
I want to join you @ your parents dinner... I want to be with you when you pick your sister
I want to leave my Job... I will help you finding a better one
I miss you... I will pick you up
I will pick the laundry... I will cook
I will massage your back.... could you please do my head too
Where will we travel this year?....em em China
Dance with me? .... I melt in your arms
You make me laugh.. you bring me joy
What do you think is a proper reaction... I guess you'll have to apologize
What is your new fantasy? .... To be a :-) to do :-)

I guess my definition of  Love is a tango of friendship filled with passion & lived with romantic moments.

I go back to my day dream.

Enjoy the Silence

Please read:

Writteninformationwithnoorganisedbreaksmakescomprehensiondifficult

Wellplannedtextwithgoodsentenceandparagraphconstructionwillaidthe readersabilitytounderstandtheinformationtherein.

Was it easy to read? to digest? to comprehend?

This is exactly how we do feel when we don't take any mental break in day(s)/ weeks/ months/ years. We lose connections with our inner self, we don't have enough time to digest & reflect on what is going on with our life, or in which areas we are changing, what are our values, the worse it to reach a point where we ask ourselves who we are?!

Now, here is the same sentence with organised breaks …
Written information, with no organised breaks, makes comprehension difficult. Well-planned text, with good sentence and paragraph construction, will aid the reader's ability to understand the information therein.

I bet it is much easier to read and digest without stress.

These breaks between words are silence... Silence is ssssssssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhh; no chats, no TV, no radio... It could be by laying down before bed or staying in bed early upone wake up, or while watching sunset. Silence has no settings or position.
In silence there is an opportunity to observe thoughts and examine what pops up whether they are ideas, concerns, worries, people, emotions, etc.. Silence is a meter for examining life. Sometimes, after the silence agitation could be experienced, meditation & breathing could be used to return the inner self to peace & serenity status.





May we enjoy the silence.

Adapted from http://www.positivepath.net/ideasCJ7.asp

What are you, a raw egg, a jelly or an onion?

After writing my last post "An Onion Model for Relationships Management", I found this article http://www.positivepath.net/ideasCJ9.asp that classifies people into three categories:

A raw egg type: people who have a hard outer exterior, but once their shell is cracked or broken they start to fall apart.

A jelly type: people who are soft, with no emotional barriers and easily manipulated .

An onion type: people who have emotional layers and permit others in, when they are worthy to be trusted with their inner emotions.

So under which type do you fall in? and which type of people you are more comfortable with?

An Onion Model for Relationships Management

Past months led me to think deeply on how I view relationships and what do they mean to me. Since a big portion of my brain is built into analysis & modeling I came up with this analogy; relationships are wrapped into layers similar to onion layers. My onion is made up of five layers: the central layer is my relationship with myself, then in sequence, comes precious people layer, friends layer, duty layer and acquaintances layer.

My relation with myself is the core for all my other relationships. Getting to know myself, accepting, and loving her is my ultimate quest in life. It is not narcissism nor selfishness. My argument for this point is:

• If I don't know myself well, how would I let others know me...
• If I don't accept myself as it is with all my shortcoming & defaults, who would accept me ...
• If I don't love myself who would love me...
• If I don't cherish myself, who would cherish me...

My second layer is designated for my precious ones; the ones who I love unconditionally, accept them as they are. For them I do anything to maintain their well being and growth in life. I am there for them without them asking. This layer is for loved ones & a partner.

Then comes the friends layer, friends who I trust, love and care about. Friends who are an added value to my life.

The forth layer comes for duty relations; people who I am obliged to care for out of duty but not love. Some family members or old friends could fall into this category.

Last layer is for acquaintances; people who I share an interest or a hobby with, colleagues at work, etc...People who are nice to know.

Having this perspective has helped me to prioritize my resources accordingly; specially time, love & attention.

One more thing, since the only constant in life is change, therefore, people in these layers are not static. They are not placed in any given layer for a lifetime; their status is upgradable or downgrade-able. Usually downgrading is accompanied with grief process. Upgrading requires time, trust & effort and it is something I am very precocious about simply because I don't let go easily. Who would take loosing & grieving easily!

May we have fruitful relations in our life & may the bad ones make from us better people (not bitter).

Cheers

A Part Of You, A Part Of Me

Relationships do touch us deeply; adding to our personality, introducing new habits, teaching us what matters most, etc... We would never be the same afterwords, this poem "A Part Of You, A Part Of Me" say it all.



Every moment that we are together,
I am learning something,
and that knowledge becomes a permanent part of me.

Though my feelings will be different a year from now,
or ten years from now, part of the difference is you.

Because of you, I am a different person,
and the person I will grow to become
will have gotten there partly because of you.

If you were not in my life right now,
I could not be who I am right now,
nor would I be growing in exactly the same way.

I don't worry about our future together,
sine we have already touched each other
and affected each other's lives on so many levels
that we can never be totally removed from one another.

A part of me will always be with you,
and a part of you will always be with me.
That much is certain, no matter what else happens.


p.s. I am not sure if Larry S. Chengges has written this poem!

Loss of Hearing My Inner Voice

It has been a very very long time since I had a day to myself. On Friday, I went down to Wadi Mujib for an overnight. Here is how I spent my perfect 24 hours!

While driving I was listening & singing some of my favorite oldies & enjoying the scenery along the road. Immediately after checking in around 4 pm I laid down on the hammock facing dead sea. I started eating Man'aoush half zaa'tar & half cheese :-) yummy yummy. How humanity could survive without zaa'tar :-)

I rocked myself (on the hammock) from one side to another till 9 pm. I was not reading, nor listening to music... I was just observing silence, sea, mountains, sunset, darkness, stars....filling my soul with peace.

I went inside my room assuming that I am gonna sleep on the spot, instead I read till 10:30. Next morning, the minute I opened my eyes & for 2 hours tugged under a blanket, laying on the hammock I felt & enjoyed the early sun light & cool breath. After breakfast, I took some pictures of the area & went down to the sea level with my book. I kept on tossing under the sun like a Shwerma on a grill & reading till 4:30 pm. I finished the novel :-) then I went back to my room packed & laid again on my hummock singing my gratitude prayer.

I uprooted myself to leave... left craving for more. Despite this unfulfilled feeling & the short period, I managed to see a tremendous change of how I was feeling before & after. A soul make over!

I can't believe of all what I know about myself, I managed to clutter my inner self with daze, chaos and noise. To extent I have hard time hearing my inner voice. I lost my serenity & connection with myself. I lost my best friend. What terrified me most, is that when I considered going alone a feeling of of aloneness & loneliness overwhelmed me. Which I never had before...I do maintain & restore my balance when I am alone.

For months I had this nagging need of spending time in nature by myself or with just one friend. My daily working out is not enough any more to maintain my serenity. Exercising in a gym is not a meditating routine… not like walking outdoors. Staying in my house for a couple of hours now & then is not enough... I could not any longer digest & reflect on all these events, emotions, & people around me.

I transformed my life from a life revolving around a few precious people to a life full of people & social events. I no longer could manage a balance between time for myself & time for others.

I know my reasons for postponing spending time alone but it is not an excuses to permit myself to reach such a stage. These noises & chaotic emotions that fills my soul have to end. I want my best friend & true self back.

It is just one corrective action that I need to take: Plenty of out door activities alone

My recipe for a perfect day consists of:

• Being in nature, near water is an added value
• Enjoying silence
• Hearing my inner voice
• Reading a good book
• Eating yummy food
• Listing my blessings

May our souls be blessed with serenity, peace & connection with our true selves.
more photos

Memorable quotation from Brick Lane (2007)

No one told me there are different kinds of love. The kind that starts deep (big) and slowly wears away; that seems you will never use it up and then one day it is finished. Then there is the kind you do not notice at first but which adds a little bit to itself every day like an oyster makes a pearl, grain by grain, a jewel from the sand. That is the kind I have come to know.

Run Lola Run

"Man... probably the most mysterious species on our planet. A mystery of unanswered questions. Who are we? Where do we come from? Where are we going? How do we know what we think we know? Why do we believe anything at all? Countless questions in search of an answer... an answer that will give rise to a new question... and the next answer will give rise to the next question and so on. But, in the end, isn't it always the same question? And always the same answer?"

Our life can be altered by 20 seconds, by people we meet, by sequence of events....This is what the movie is all about.

My last lesson in the last day of 2009

My dad appeared on the new year eve dressed with a joyful smile. Our kids looked up at him and asked Sido why you are putting a flower in your pocket? He answered: “It is new year & I am wearing a new shirt as well, look... ” Do you want to smell the flower?

At that moment it hits me …. I ceased to really celebrate personal special days like my birthdays, valentine, new year, anniversaries. I have no longer joy in these days!

How I allowed myself to reach this stage! Am I depressed! Lost interest in life! Have no passion for life! Are all days the same!

I looked at dad again, he is much older than me; he is the one who should be depressed from all he went through & saw in his 69 years. Yet, he still celebrates new year from his heart.

My last lesson in the last day of 2009... I won't let what's so ever to deprive me from the joy of my special days. The joy is inside me, its a mental status, I control it.

I'll make sure that my resolutions for 2010 to include:

• Celebrating my birthday regardless of old memories & who is there to celebrate it;
• Celebrating new years with the joy of anticipating a new good days to come;
• Making sure to remember anniversaries when I fall in love again;
• Giving myself a gift on special occasions;
• & not to be with who stopped celebrating life.

Grieving Process Based on Newton's Law of Motion

Before I start my mumbling about grieving I want to share a couple of thoughts to establish a common background;

1- Grieving is not about who left who or what is the effect on the one who is been dumped.

2- Grieving process do not apply on me as some of its stages are irrelevant ; denial, bargaining, and acceptance. A rule I live by; you can't give orders to love. Hence, whatever I decide or my other significant decides is accepted as it is, without denial or bargaining,

3- We live in a continuous circle of love/loss. I am not sure if I will envy you, if you have just loved/lost once in your life. We become who we are of what we experience in our limited time.

So back to my major issue of this year Grieving.

I always thought I don't digest well specially when it comes to pain... I thought it takes me long time to acknowledge my loss that's why I have no immediate reaction. After a couple of major losses in my life I finally realized my personal grieving process. I follow Newton's law of motion. Don't prejudge me wait. I am still not hallucinating. One of Newton's law of motion is “For every action there is a reaction equal in magnitude and opposite direction”. When someone like me savor every moment in life & lives it to the fullest, it is normal to grieve each savored moment.

That is the philosophical background. It reflects how deep I am!

To make it simple what I mean by “grieving Newton's way” in layman words:

For every first time after my loss …I pack my gym bag I will remember every bag we packed & the discussion we had over what we missed and I will cry;

For every first time after my loss …I see a blue city I will wish that my X is with me and I will cry;

For every first time after my loss …I forget to bring my towel in the shower I will call my X and remember there is no one to bring it and I will cry;

For every first time after my loss …I eat a tuna in whatever variety it is cooked I will think how my X will drip on it and I will cry;

For every first time after my loss …I hear thunder I will experience the fear of my X and I will cry;

For every first time after my loss …I pump my head in cupboard because I forgot to close it, I will hear my X saying “You would never learn to close them” and I will cry;

For every first time after my loss …I go shopping my eye will catch what my X loves and I will cry;

For every first time after my loss …I remember our future plans, dreams I wonder which one I still want and I will cry;

My X birthday comes, I'd remember how every previous birthday was celebrated, wish secretly my X happiness and I will cry;

For my first New Year after my loss... I will remember our embrace, kiss and wish I won't cry any more.

May we all as long we are breathing be able to give & receive love no matter who and what we lost.

I Raise My Hands Up & Ask Humbly

May I always be able to spread love & goodness;
May I always find happiness & joy in small things in life;
May my eyes are set on the inner beauty of human beings;
May I realize when I can swim with the flow & when to swim against it;
May I find the strength to focus on the good in my life and master shifting myself out of worry & negativity;
May I have free spirit to travel new paths;
May I choose my life in independence of what others think;
May I always find the way to grow and evolve;
May I find joy in who I become and the trip that is taking me there;
May I have a pure soul not contaminated with jealousy and/or greed whether it is money or power;
May I be humble yet assertive;
May I always chant the gratitude prayer.

Please help me to find home & my passion in life.

Prejudicial Questions & Reel Bad Arabs

Since I started to travel & living abroad, I was constantly been asked “nana questions!”, it took me some time not to be insulted & to find my way of answering in calm, logical tone & yes... showing respect to the other person ignorance.

I can't recall in this moment all sort of questions, what comes to my mind are:

• How come an Arabic lady can travel alone?
• Are you vegetarian because you are a Muslim?
• Why you are not wearing a veil?
• Do you dress like this or only because you are abroad? When you go back to your country are you going to dress differently?
• Why you have suicide-bombers who kill innocent Israelis?
• No way, you have Arabs who are Christians?
• How come you are educated?
• Do you have normal streets & buildings?
• Do you ride camels?
• How many wives your father has?
• We have Indian TV channels, it is not Arabic?
• Where is Palestine? Ah you mean Israel...

No wonder I would be approached with all these questions if Hollywood alone produced around 920 movie which portray degrading images of Arabs women & men. These movies did play a major role in formulating prejudicial attitudes toward Arabs, Arabic culture & civilization. They managed to rob an entire people of their humanity & portray them as terrorist, savage, & uncivilized. “Reel Bad Arabs How Hollywood Vilifies a People” reveals how Arabs have been portrayed and how Hollywood has played a major role in creating anti-Arab culture & Islamophobia around the world. I recommend reading the book or watching this 50 minute documentary.

Maybe if these movies stop this type of bad portray, people will start to learn & accept the cultural differences. This what actually happens when Europeans & Americans come to our side of the world; they enjoy being with us. Enjoy our hospitality, generosity, kindness, social ties, knowledge, sense of humor, etc.. They think dressing in Bedouin cloth & riding camels is cool. They fall in love with our nature; sea, mountains, valleys, and desert. They become curios to learn about the culture and civilization that is behind all these great monuments they see around.

Maybe, mabye ...

One day when I travel I could be engaged in discussions that will involve how Arabs came up with number "Zero", how valuable is our soap invention to humanity, what our contribution in Math, Medicine, Astronomy, etc...

14 Kilometers

14 kilometers is the distance that separates Africa from Europe , but these 14 kilometers is the last barrier that prevents millions of Africans from fulfilling their dreams & entitle them for a life without hunger and misery.

14 kilometers leaves you wondering how many of these immigrants disappear in the desert forever, sink in the sea, & how many when they reach Europe are distant for more suffering.

Cargo lorry overloaded with immigrants.

My Bucket List

My bucket list is humble... nothing much... Whom am I kidding :-)

Things I want to do before I die:

• Trek the Inca Trail, Peru
• Swim with the dolphins again & again...
  
• Trek the Great Wall of China
• Ride the trans-Siberian railway across Asia
• Climb Mt Kilimanjaro, Tanzania
• Trek to Everest base camp, Nepal
• Bungee Jump
• Take a zero gravity flight (at Florida's Kennedy Space Centre)
• Ride roller coasters (tallest & longest!)
• Spend summer solstice above the Arctic Circle (Alaska, Canada)
• Try canopying
• Skydiving
• Taking a hot air balloon ride
• Stay in an ice hotel
• Raft the Colorado river, Grand Canyon, US
• Go to Galapagos Islands
• Watching Iguazu Falls

Things I wish to learn before I die

• Photography
• Scuba diving
• Dancing Dabkeh & some of latino dances

Hurray
It is a living organic list, which means it will defiantly grow.

Trip Journal - Tabarka 1 Nov

We left the hotel very early, 6 am we were in the car, my & my new Tunisia friend tugged under a light blanket. The intention was to sleep a bit, instead we were giggling most of the time on silly things. The road to Tabarka is awesome, a small word to describe the rural area, beautiful, raw nature, hazy valleys, and green hills.


It was peaceful, along the way, we passed a lake, farms, lots of trees, houses coloured in white, green or red, different than the dominant blue & white.

Tabarka is located between the mountains and the sea. it a quite coastal town, we wandered until we reached “Dabbabees” The Needles. Though it is a fairly small area yet quite impressive. We stayed 1 hour fascinated by how these Rocks made up needling their way up into the blue skies. As if it is complied of many smaller rocks which all have different shades, & shapes.
Hearing the waves continuously hitting the needles with water foaming around them added magic to the moments there!


On the other side of these rocks lay a Genoese castle an old fort at the tip of the harbour. The fort is normally closed to the visitors as a military compound, but somehow, we opened Sesame for us.


Time for lunch! We were almost starving. We were drawn to a restaurant with the heavenly smell of seafood. We had two types of salad, Tunisian entree a mix of harissa, tuna, grilled carrots, and olives. Reaching the main course; a plate of several types of fishes grilled & fried topped with fried potatoes. We have managed to satisfy all our senses today!

Today was a another joyous day in Tunisia

Trip Journal - Utica, Bizerte and Zaghouan 31 Oct

We decided to play it easy today, we are still recovering from yesterday. We woke up relatively late 7 am! Our destination today was Utica, Bizerte and Zaghouan.

Utica is not far away from Tunisia. It is considered to be the first colony founded by the Phoenicians in North Africa. "Utica" is from the Phoenician atiq meaning "old [town]," contrasting with the later colony "Carthage", meaning "new town." Today, Utica no longer exists. Compared to Carthage there is nothing much to see.
Our first stop was Utica Museum; a small museum with not so many artifacts. I laughed from my heart as the guy in the museum while he was explaining about one of the statues that it is without a tail in their Arabic slang that means something notty in my slang. We moved after to the archaeological site “The Punic Graves”, the excavation site has a huge Punic cemetery and Roman relics.

I loved the history behind Utica but was not impressed by the site. Yet, the surrounded scenery was worth it specially with the fresh sand smell coming from the land when it is raining.

Rain.. Rain all way to Bizerte

Bizerte
I didn't have enough time to read before traveling to Tunis. This added a sense of excitement to each place we went to. I was not prepared to any site Sidi Bou Said, Carthage, Kairaouan nor Bizerte. I was in OW status or maybe, I am a simple person who takes joy from any unexpected view.

The old port in Bizerte caught my eyes. I loved watching the local people, walking around, having coffee, fishermen on their brightly painted boats. We stopped by a small shop that sells Lablabi. sandwiches IT HAS NO TUNA :-) The ingredients are chick-peas, harissa, & olive oil.

Bizerte is known as the oldest and most European city in Tunisia. It was founded around 1000 BC by Phoenicians from Tyre. It is also known as the last town to remain under French control after the rest of the country won its independence from France. You can read more about its history on Wikipeida there is more to know.


Zaghouan, here we come..

On the way we saw a 138km long acqueduct from Zaghouan to Carthage that carried the water all way to Carthage. Amazing structure, I guess they are the longest in the world. I wonder how many years it took them to build it!

We reached the Water Temple a roman monument surrounded by a beautiful scenery. The location is very impressive. It’s the first monument of the big water system destinated to supply the roman city of Carthage in general and specifically its Antonin Baths. In the middle there is the cella, the most sacred part of the temple, typical example of the african style architecture of that time. Inside there was the source that represented the first step of this water system and it was permanently surveyed by the statue of God Neptune. The source came from the temple’s cell, the water arrived to the basin where it was filtered and then went to the aqueduct we saw on our way.

With an unusual shape of an “8” it was used to filter the water before going to the aqueduct.

First thing we did when reaching Zaghouan the city is to freshen up with the public fountain, water is fresh and good… directly from the mountains . Our driver filled some bottles to take it home. The fountain is colorful decorated with ceramic tiles in Andalusian style.

We passed by a Zawouia, which is a kind of chapel where a saint is venerated. Sidi Ali Azouz was the saint patron of Tunis and its said he is buried here. The walls are nice decorated and the building is finished with a beautiful green dome.
We walked or accurately we climbed it's typical narrow streets, passing houses with many decorations and tiles.

No day is complete without sweats. Zaghouan is famous of its Kaak Al Waraqa, round cakes stuffed with an almond base & flavored with rose-water.
We were supposed to go to Zaghouan mineral bath to pamper ourselves but it was closed by the time we arrived. Something to keep for next trip.

Tomorrow, is going to be another great long day.

Trip Journal - Kairouan , Monstri, and Sousse 30 Oct

Our destination for today was Kairouan , Monstri, and Sousse, be ready for a loooong day.

Our first stop is Kairouan. In few word, Kairouan is the 4^th holiest city in Islam and one of the most important cultural centers in the Arab world, have the oldest mosque in North Africa, and the world's oldest minaret. Bas.

Islam has spread from this city towards the Maghreb by its founder Uqba bin Nafi. I felt like walking in the past within the old city walls. The city has not been touched by moderation.

What have we seen in Kairouan?

Zaouia of Sidi Sahab

House the tomb of one of the prophet's companions, named Abu Zama al-Belaoui. It is also called Mosque of the Barber, as he was known for always carrying with him 3 hairs of Muhammad. Zaouia contains a number of courtyards, a madrasa, a mosque and a hotel (for pilgrims).

Aghlabid pools

The has been used as a water reservoir. Water came from the hills 35 km west of Kairouan, delivered by aqueduct.The largest pool is 128 in diametre and 5 metres deep.

The Great Mosque

The great mosque is called as well Sidi Oqba mosque on the name of the founder of Kairouan. I started WOWing just by looking at the exterior walls & the minaret. The mosque became far more impressive upon entering and understanding its particularities.

The courtyard is paved with flagstones and slopes to intricately decorated draining hole in the center, which filters dust from the rainwater and deposits it into a 9th-century cistern.

Around the courtyard are beautiful horseshoe-arched porticoes containing some 400 ancient pillars. These were reused from Roman, Byzantine, and Latin Christian buildings.

On the north side of the courtyard is a massive, three-story minaret. The lowest level of the minaret dates from 728 and includes two reused Roman slabs with Latin inscriptions (one upside down).

According to popular belief, seven trips to Kairouan was worth one hajj to Mecca.

Museum

Can't recall the name of the museum :-(, but in their theater we watched an interesting short documentary about Kariaoun & its role in the Maghrib.

Time to eat! We had a fast food lunch; Tuna Pizza. I am destined to have Tuna every day in Tunis. I can't escape it. I have noticed to my pleasure that they don't have any of the American fast food chains such as Macdonald's, Pizza hut, Kentucky. Lucky them.

Our trip in Kairouan could not be completed; as our guide mentioned without stopping at the local delicacy, to eat & buy makroud–little pastries filled usually with dates but also available with peanuts and almonds. I loved the baked one, not sweat or oily.

Monastir City

On our way to Monastir: City of Bourguiba we were dozing in the car, I guess I took a 15 minutes nap. We were up since 5 am in the morning. Ya... I am a morning person when it comes to exploring.

We parked the car in front of the Ribat. Awesome! It is well preserved, it was used to scan the sea for hostile ships. "Ribat" in Arabic means fortresses, typical of those built in major cities along the southern coast of the Mediterranean, forming a defence line that stretched from Morocco to Egypt to protect the Muslim empire from invasions. We climbed every inch, entering every room & climbing up to the tower. We were joyful and playful. I guess it is the reaction of spending so much time in the car & the effect of watching the blue sea & smelling the sea.

From the Ribat, we could see cemetery with hundreds of graves, and behind we could see Bourguiba mausoleum. Habib Bourguiba was the first president of Tunisia, he is generally considered as the father of the modern Tunis. He was an advocate of women's rights, he made a huge impact on the country's law, to name a few: polygamy was outlawed. Marriage was redefined as a voluntary contract that conferred rights upon the wife as well as the husband. A minimum age for marriage was set, and the consent of the bride was made mandatory. Salute!

I was very eager to enter the mausoleum where Bourguiba is buried with his parents and his wife. Just by the time we reached it, it was closed. We presented the guard with a set of arguments of how we are are coming from abroad, we are not staying the night over & we sincerely would like to pay respect to Bourguiba. It is obvious why! We waited till last tourist went & we were allowed to go in after working hours. No more battery in the camera.

By the time we left the mausoleum we were tired and considering the option to skip Sousse, but then we put the extra step to at least check it out; specially it is considered as the largest tourist center in Tunisia.

Once we reached Sousse, we decided to have a walk on it corniche, with a long line of hotels on the other side. I am happy we left it to the end as for me it is too touristy.

Today, my new Tunisian friend gave me a new nickname. I love it, shall I consider changing Blue Dolphin!

Y3yscheck Ta7founa o 7bib for the good day. M3 Slamah!

Trip Journal - Hammamet, Sidi Bou Said, Tunisia 29 Oct

Hammamet, is a very touristic area; except for the old quarter “Medina” surrounded by walls and crowned by an ancient fort overlooking the sea. On the beach lays down colorful fishing boats.

I took my time cultivating the view from top of the fort, watching the sea from one side & the roof of houses from the other side.

This guy sells Jasmine of which the city is famous of.

I had a new salad today for lunch “Mechouia Salad” made from a pile of grilled sweet peppers, topped with tomatoes and onions mixed with oil lemon and some tuna fish aside.

In the afternoon we left to Sidi Bou Said, a town near Tunis. Named after Abou Said ibn Khalef ibn Yahia Ettamini el Beji. Nah, not a long name!

I was not mentally prepared for what I saw; extensive use of blue and white colors all over the town. My best ever colors :-)

We spent 3 hours walking in the narrow streets, inner part of the town and around white-blue traditional houses. Once we reached the top my heart started pounding from the beautiful view.

We stepped into a family house turned into a museum, showing a traditional Tunisian life.

In Sidi Bou Said there is two typical Arabic coffee shops, one is called Café des nattes, where people sit on top of high seating area. The other one Sidi Shaban is on the top of the hill, where you have spectacular view of the Mediterranean Sea and the Bay of Tunis.

No way, I could have resisted the smell of Bambaloni - fried sweet donut-like cake served with sugar. Finally, we sat down watching the sunset & drinking tea with almonds. We could choose either to have tea with almonds, pistachio, or hazelnut.

A traditional product manufactured in Sidi Bou Said are bird cages, colored in white and blue

One more accomplishment of this day I DID NOT HAVE tuna for dinner :-) I had Houria - cooked carrot salad, & grilled fish.

Ya'ychak a beautiful Tunisian word for Shukran “Thank you”