CELEBRATING 80000kms 🍻 But Are Women Barred From The Bar In Tataouine

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Day 146. 45km (80009kms 7yrs) • With such a beautiful and atmospheric campsite I couldn’t bear to rush away in search of coffee. And since someone else had generously left a fireplace in the centre of the courtyard I set about gathering the meagre firewood available to satisfy my craving. • Today I had several more ksour to visit and revisit, first up being Ksar Ouled Soltane, a favourite from my visit with dad and a real stand-out amongst these wonderful buildings. Reaching four stories, and sympathetically restored, it has the added bonus of some life about it; men drink coffee and play dominoes in the shade of the, and a couple of local artists spruik their paintings from converted ghorfas. I scrambled up some of the less acrobatic staircases but despite the glorious views from the top, the heat of the exposed setting had me climbing back down pretty quickly. • Heading east on a deserted stretch of gravel towards Ksar Ezzarah I felt completely alone, until I rounded a corner to find a man walking home with a couple of baguettes protruding from his shopping bag. It was the middle of the day and I was roasting; how far was he going?! • Ksar Ezzarah was unusual in that many of the old wooden doors had been replaced with modern, more secure metal ones, and a couple of vehicles stood in the courtyard. Again it was nice to see a ksar in use, but it wasn’t as aesthetically pleasing as Ouled Soltan. • I made one final stop at ksar Jellidet, another entirely abandoned ksar still in quite good shape. Most of the doorways had recently been re-painted white giving it a sort of gingerbread-house quality. From here - though I could see more Ksour from the roadside - the thought of a cold shower and a cold beer in Tataouine became too much to resist. • I’d just hit 80,000 biketouring kms and was keen to celebrate, but I knew from my last visit that women were not allowed in the bar so I was by no means sure to get served. In fact it turned out to be Islamic new year so no one was getting served. I checked back into Auberge Alfadous warmly welcomed as a returning friend, and got comfy for a couple of days rest. I was even able to buy a 6-pack without difficulty the following day so toasted my two circumferences of the planet on the balcony overlooking the familiar view of the market as they packed down for the day. • If you enjoy my vlogs, blogs, and photogs please consider joining me on Patreon 😃 • https://www.patreon.com/helsonwheels?... • #tunisia #biketouring #travel

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