Back in Boulder my free-time revolved around hiking, climbing and vinyasa. Since moving to Tunisia it’s changed to sleeping, eating and sitting in smoky cafes. Well, this past week I wanted to get back to my roots.
Taking advantage of Labor Day, and playing hooky on Monday, Mansour and I took two day trips and found some beautiful spots less than an hour from the capital. Monday we took a louage to Zaghouan, a mountain town we haphazerdly chose from our guidebook. Along the road to Zaghouan is the visible remains of a 132km-long aqueduct used built during the Roman empire to supply water to Carthage and at the base of the town’s mountain is Temple des Eaux (Water Temple) constructed in the same period.
The next day we joined Mansour’s cousin Karim and his fiancee Fatma for a hike in Sidi Ali El Maki, a slice of heaven where emerald green mountains collide with the bright blue sea. The town is named after a a saint in the region whose white mausoleum rests high up on the mountain. We hiked there first, explored the cool underground rooms, then zig-zagged back down the mountain and continued along the coastline. After a few hours in we found a shady spot and stopped for the delicious brunch Fatma and Karim had prepared for us and packed in. After eating we lazily took a nap under the sun then ventured a little further before hiking back to the car.
It was two magical days spent discovering new places. Best of all, my husband now likes hiking.