Back in Tunis

When we got back from the honeymoon, it was windy and definitely cooler... nice relief. Now, it's pretty much back to normal.

Nidhal and I went to a soccer game in Tunis a couple days ago: Paris St. Germain vs. Olympique de Marseille. It was a final game for something French, I guess, and it was called the Champions Trophy. There were a lot of Algerians there because a ton of Algerians live in Marseille... Algerian flags everywhere. Marseille won. Nidhal and I had decided to root for Paris, but we were sitting in the middle of the Marseille section and so we didn't really cheer for anyone. On the way to the game, the amount of cars combined with Arab drivers equaled five lanes of traffic on a three lane bridge.

So far during my stay in Tunisia, people have thought I was German and French, and last night, two people thought I was Italian. It seems like the only thing I haven't been was an English speaker.

Last night, we went to a wedding party in a different part of town. It was definitely interesting. There was food and then music and dancing on the rooftop. Apparently, these people are related to Nidhal's dad somehow. And then on the way back to the house, Nidhal got pulled over for the fifth time in two weeks. Luckily, it was only a random check. Only two of the five times was it because he was doing something wrong (speeding caught by radar whoops and driving too fast while passing a line of camels on the road).