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Tunisia, Part 3 (Journey to the Desert)

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Two planes, two taxi rides, a bus and a Louage...I had a sinking feeling we wouldn't survive the flight to Tozeur on TunisAir. A small plane in a foreign country with questionable security and unknown technology added up to surefire disaster in my mind. Geoff comforted me saying my biggest problem would be the smell emitted by some other passengers. We waited hours at the airport although the flight was never listed as late. Children amused themselves by climbing around signs, running in circles, and lying on the floor. The adults just sat. Finally we went through security x-ray where our bags got caught up in the rollers causing the entire luggage carousel to collapse. I bit my lip to avoid bursting out laughing and calmly took my bags away. Afterwards, we laughed imagining next we'd lift the armrest and rip out the whole seat of the plane or lift the window shade and inadvertently pull off the entire window. Well if we were going to die, at least we would go out smiling.On the evening flight, I looked out the window below and saw scattered white lights on dotting the darkness like stars in a night sky. We had...

Tunisia Part 3 (Journey to the Desert)

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Two planes, two taxi rides, a bus and a Louage...Your browser may not support display of this image. I had a sinking feeling we wouldn't survive the flight to Tozeur on TunisAir. A small plane in a foreign country with questionable security and unknown technology added up to surefire disaster in my mind. Geoff comforted me saying my biggest problem would be the smell emitted by some other passengers. We waited hours at the airport although the flight was never listed as late. Children amused themselves by climbing around signs, running in circles, and lying on the floor. The adults just sat. Finally we went through security x-ray where our bags got caught up in the rollers causing the entire luggage carousel to collapse. I bit my lip to avoid bursting out laughing and calmly took my bags away. Afterwards, we laughed imagining next we'd lift the armrest and rip out the whole seat of the plane or lift the window shade and inadvertently pull off the entire window. Well if we were going to die, at least we would go out smiling. On the evening flight, I looked out the window below and saw scattered white lights on dotting...

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