Blue Doors, White Towels

Starting the day with an immense breakfast, my group and I made our way to some hotels to look at. I think, we've covered 3 hotels that day. In between, we visited the Souk, an Arab kind of market in Sousse. Tunisian marketeers really want to sell you their things. They try to persuade you into their little shops, not only so that you would buy something. Even if you make it really clear, that you don't want to buy anything, they want you in their shop - because where other people are, more would come. Easy psychological trick. And it really was the case. I went into an empty gold shop with lots of necklaces, bracelets, rings, etc. Not two minutes after I started strolling around, three other women have entered the shop. I played my part as a trap for flies well, so the shop owner let me leave without disturbing me with false promises. The next stands were full of exotic spices. Our local tour guide explained us various spices and let us try them. I decided I need a very hot spice, called Harissa. It's like red chilli peppers, but with more taste. It's still my favourite kind of spice 5 years later.
After buying this, my wallet was hungry for more, and so it was no wonder that I became a victim of the psychological trap short after. I entered a clothing shop with lots of beautiful Arabic dresses and after falling in love with a midnight blue one, I had to at least try it on. Damn it, it fitted rather nice. So, I spent a bit of money for it (it was actually only €20, but in Tunisian Dinar it felt way more) and decided "No more spending today". It worked, as I could walk behind the other group members without spending any more money. I was rather pleased with my resistance when we ended our Souk tour with eating lunch at a restaurant that had quite a cool view over Sousse. After lunch, we looked at more hotels and beaches and also the marina of Port El Kantaoui, where there were yet again, lots of temptations - that I resisted successfully.Read more