This post is the seventeenth and final in a series which starts HERE. (December 1998) Every morning I strap my baby to my chest and walk around Sousse. Being winter, many of the Casanova types that cause me so much hassle are not around. I walk to the market to buy fresh vegetables and fish and find that having a…
This post is the fourteenth in a series which starts HERE. (October 2014) Sousse in the dark is a nightmare. Although I lived there from 1997-99, my memories are hazy and now there is a new one-way system in place, as well as much development. The traffic chaos is the same; crazy lane changing, laden mopeds weaving through…
Everyone’s life looks great on social media, and I’m sure mine is no exception. I post about things that make me happy, or things that make me laugh. I post about the many things that irritate and infuriate me. But I never post about the things that make me feel truly awful. On days when…
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