2014年3月6日 星期四

Tunisian Tour 13.1 Cap Bon.Kelibia.Kekouane.Nabeul (突尼西亞之旅13 .1 . 好角. 加利比亞. 蓋赫庫阿勒. 那布爾)


After a night's rest, we were on our way again, heading for the point nearest to Italy, the tip of Cap Bon Peninsula in the Nabeul Governorate in the far northeastern part of Tunisia. We were told that our first stop would be Kelibia, a fishing port with a population of slightly more than 40,000 and home to Tunisia's National Fishing School. The beaches around it are considered some of the finest of the Mediterranean Sea. Kelibia was founded by the Carthaginians as the fortified town of Aspis in the 5th century BC.It's famous for its recently restored Kelibia Fort on a hill overlooking the harbor and its fruity Muscat white wine, considered by some as the best in Tunisia.

We passed through the main streets of a number of small towns. The side of such streets are studded with all kinds of stalls: folksy ladies fashion. Looks a bit like ladies street in Hong Kong except that it's much less crowded and is in a much more pleasant setting and the style of the garments sold. Perhaps a bit like those in some rural towns in India without their dusts? 

Miscellaneous household items

grains, detergents

oranges, mandarin oranges


an old man on his way to his daily purchas: what's he thinking of?

The carrots and vegetables all seem huge, certainly much bigger than those commonly seen in Hong Kong

 Not only do they sell household goods, they offer motor mechanics service too

But in the countryside, horses and donkeys have not yet been yet completely replaced.

We passed through some rolling hills,

with a very welcoming carpet of fresh green which we rarely find in south Tunisia.

even a field of maize

even an occasional cow. I wonder where they got their dairy products. I haven't seen any dairy farms so far.

grazing sheep

We lunched at a seaside hotel at Cap Bon called Le Pêcheur (The Fisherman)

A bright sunny feel even on the tables 

 They even got a red flower on its white table napkin

Seafood salad!

Delicious French bread : the last one! Surely not. How could we be content without more!

Tasty fried fish with couscous and potato, carrots and cauliflower: the best fish I have eaten for days.

The entrance to our restaurant

The seaward side of our restaurant 

A Sidi Bousaid blue door

Our restaurant

Our restaurant seen from the edge of the sea

A dolphin on its terrace fence

Right outside the restaurant is a huge beach 

But the beach shed looks completely deserted

The other side of the beach

A beach full of prickly seaweed seed pods

Two of our younger tour group members eating their brains out to get the best angle for their photos 

The beach is filled with seaweeds washed ashore

A view from the restaurant terrace

waves coming in, clouds moving in

One really doesn't know where the beach ends. I wonder how different it'd look with a blue sky. But...

After lunch, we continued our coach journey. An additional storey being added. We're told that many ordinary folks in Tunisia would first build one storey of their dream house and then save up money to add another storey to the first only and if needed a third when they have enough savings. They adopt the system of building by installments.  . 

Another small hotel  we passed

Tunisians appear to love colors: red, green....

yellow or orange

and of course blue and white.  I wonder if the Tunisians are special in that regard. Could that be a general trait of all Mediterranean people or just Berbers and Arabs?  

Another monument we passed by 

Lots of new villas for renting or for sale 

all with a very Mediterranean feel.

A seldom seen bus stop 

A boat shaped flower bed! Effect of the sea on one's mind or even imagination?

 For an instant, I thought I was in Bangkok ! A Thai restaurant by any chance?

New villas or hotels?

 Residence Yasmine Plaza. Jasmine is the national flower of Tunisia. Built after the "Jasmine Revolution"?

Our hotel in Hammamet

its name: Le Royal but in Arabic

its reception hall

The portico corridor outside the reception hall

the end of the corridor: all marble

The external wall of the hotel is full of bas-reliefs.

A palm in the rising/setting sun/moon?

city of the old medina

The name of the hotel

its balcony





portico arches

Turkish arches

Cave dwellings of Matmata?

Beaches of Djerba or Hammamet?

coastal town of the Hammamet

Andalucian door

Greek Temple?

The series of bas-reliefs end with a painting

The reception hall of another building in the hotel complex closed for business in winter

Some chairs are left there still

bunches of palm dates in the hotel garden

The way to Malibu beach near to the hotel

The beach full of the prickly seaweed seed pods washed ashore

A lighthouse stretching deep into the bay

The view from the other side of the beach

There is hardly a soul on the huge beach: perhaps because it's late. Perhaps that's because it's winter. Perhaps both.

Want a camel ride? No, thank you, Done that already.

No problem. Have a nice day.

A beach house

I can imagine how in a few months' time, under such palm thatch parasols would be crowded half naked bodies sipping lemon soda upon deck chairs reading their novels, smoking or chit-chatting or gawking and salivating at shapely bodies in motion closer to the water edge.

Another deserted boating shed

Big balls, little balls strewn on the sand

 a closer look

At first I thought these were volcanic rocks

When I walked closer, I discovered that they were the seaweed seed pods before they became dry

A dry and crumpled seed pod

A beachful of such seaweed seed pods

Behind the beach there were many such sea side villas

a discarded thatch roof

More of them. Perhaps they'd be re-used in summer?

The dance of the thatch parasols celebrating their winter vacation

broken flower pot?

Some young men and women laughing at how ridiculous they looked on the screen of the digital camera in the snapshots just taken?

 Getting closer to the far end of the beach

sea gulls resting on little hillocks of seaweeds

An undulating carpet of seaweeds looking like ridges of a number of mini mountain ranges

a mock 19th century schooner at the port shelter at on the other side of the path

The same a little further off

Another ship in the same shelter

The sun is setting

The schooner in the sunset

Maybe some sailors preparing their dinner in there?

the way to the embankment and the pier

part of the embankment

Looking back at the beach from its far end

Once past the embankment, I found myself inside a yacht centre

The water there as still as a glacial lake

A closer view

A forest of masts

when will they set sail again?

The port shelter at dusk

threatened by thickening rain clouds above

but for the moment, the water is still calm

Three masts in the water

The lights were up

So were those at the side of the narrow bridge serving the inlet

a little further.

finally, the full view.

It was getting quite dark. Time to head back to the hotel for some dinner.

a building at the end of the embankment

The same bas-relief at night

The fountain channel


The hotel balcony

The hotel's name

The lion

The hotel car park at night

 The hotel at night

Back at the hotel lobby

We'd be staying at the hotel for the night. The visits will only start the following morning.

To be cont'd