Pit-stop
12.2.2004 | The Karst region, Slovenia
Can you imagine a shock one can face when he embarks on a ferry in short sleeves, but after less than ten kilometres after disembarking he overtakes a salt-strewing truck. It's exactly what happened to us.
Risky life
10.2.2004 | La Valetta, Malta
"Peter, have we lately seriously risked our lives? But I mean it, have we? Apart of risking it when we were nearly slaughtered by terrorists on January 13th? Or when we were nearly cut into pieces by crows, gathering around the sand-stuck car? Or on January 9th when we nearly killed ourselves riding invisible motorbikes?" "Of course we have," he replied. "Yesterday when we nearly missed the ferry." But he wasn't afraid that we would be condemned to something long and unpleasant in Tunisia because we missed the ferry. He was having in mind our "displacement" in the highest gear under the highest revolutions around Tunis lagoon as we finally realized, some 15 minutes after embarkation deadline, that we were on completely wrong side of the port, some 30 kilometres away from the ferry terminal. It was exciting but Peter was holding on very well, he new dying in Tunisia wasn't one of my life-plans. Have you noticed how many times the word "nearly" had been nearly used in this paragraph? Up to now, no one has become pregnant due to "nearly".
Alone, but with you
9.2.2004 | Tunisia
In the travel description prior to departure I wrote that I would do the entire journey on my own. My friend Peter Bastjančič was making me company while crossing a part of Egypt, Libya and Tunisia and I have to admit that his company was great; we were having fun and made our long desert stretches shorter with jokes.
Tunis Awalan!
8.2.2004 | Hammamet, Tunisia
We were dealing also with other alternative sports in Hammamat, not only with falling on the bitumen. Apart from practicing bowling, we watched and listened on Friday evening Lebanese Star Academy (al-Akadeemeeya) at the Dolce Vita Café, and yesterday we were sharing happiness with Tunisian People upon their victory over Senegal in the North African Football Cup that's taking place in Tunisia. Guys are entering semi-finals, as it was explained to us. And where exactly is our contribution to the world of sport? We were honking and lighting as we were approaching Sheraton hotel in Hammamat (we were unable to find a Tunisian flag to stick it to the car).
New sport
7.2.2004 | Hammamet, Tunisia
If you see the first photo you could get the impression that we're bored and spending all the time (and money) at the same café. This impression would actually be quite realistic, although here's Peter's report on how we amuse ourselves on boring days, waiting for the ferry:
- We woke up as usual – several times. We got up late and on my surprise my private driver Tilen asked: "Shall we have some reading?" Some two hours of silence followed. The foggy morning hours passed and then Tilen, out of the sudden, said: