Made it to Tunisia. Didn't stick around the capital for long—headed straight south to Kairouan. And if you think the city's name sounds like "caravan," well, you're not wrong. :)

The city's laid out in a pretty strange way. They've turned the heart of the Medina (that's what they call the old part of town) into a bazaar. Various attractions are scattered around somewhere nearby, but there are basically no signs or directions. On the flip side, random passersby will sometimes stop you and eagerly point you toward something interesting. Some genuinely want to help, but most are hoping to make a quick buck. I never quite figured out how to tell the difference on the spot.

Sometimes the money-making doesn't stop at tips. In the local ruler's house-museum, they really tried to sell me a carpet. They've got every color and style imaginable. But honestly, what would I do with it? :)

If someone doesn't have carpets to sell, they'll try to monetize whatever else they've got. For a modest $1.50, some random guy offered to let me climb onto his roof for a great view. The view wasn't much to write home about, but it was an interesting experience anyway.