vendredi 9 janvier 2015

The Hammer of The Gods...

Hitting to the North has always been one of our favorite plans. Breathtaking landscape views that make your mind stoned of centuries of history, civilizations, folks and stories. We loved crossing the two nuns Beja* and Jendouba* on our way to Ain Draham*, as the air has been changing from pure to purer. Meanwhile, your spirit becomes a sort of a vintage typewriter, and you start silently reciting your best paradigm ever to be fair enough towards the magisterial mountainous chain of Khemir. There is no special originality about our Northern area, though some compare it to rural Italy in the 70’s.Once around, you notice the absence of rush, crowds, traffic, rhythm … life is going on slow-motion.  
Arriving to the most important forested and untamed region of Tunisia, Ain Draham, to see its old French built houses roughs of red tile  enjoying the snowy stroke at times, and calling the shy sunshine to join them at another. And Oh Sweet Jane! It is so kind to the heart to know that this view is a Tunisian “chef-lieu”. And who cares about the cold degree, when the day is getting even warmer of its sensations. Having a walk to reach Bni Mtir*, and what a Bni Mtir!! A mysterious village, a Pharaonic peaceful flood barrier, a note from the past to make fun of the world’s cities. Tasty smoke is being transited to the sky through the fireplaces; make the air more squeezing to your senses.
And since it will never be enough words to write about this modest northern region, may we say: Point à la Ligne.


















*Beja: 105 km from Tunis between the Mejrdah river rand the Mediterranean
*Jendouba: known as Souk el Arba till 30 April 1966, a large Northwestern city and an important crossroads to get to many regions like Elkef, Ain Draham, Tabarka..