Coming home to Tunisia
- Richard
- 10 hours ago
- 3 min read
Sometimes no build-up is needed. The country touches you immediately, even before you can explain it. Tunisia does that to us.
A landscape that keeps calling
The days fly by. We drive through breathtaking landscapes. Mountains that glow softly in the evening light. Canyons that silently tell their story. We drive through an endlessly vast salt flat. White. Sky and earth merge into one another. We get out. Take photos and videos and let it all sink in.
Looking through a lens
We are happy to capture everything with our cameras again. Not to capture the moment—that is never entirely possible anyway—but to record something of the atmosphere. It is truly a pleasure to be able to share this with you. One video hasn't even been published yet, and the anticipation is already growing for editing the next one. This country is asking to be seen.
The wealth of little
What perhaps touches us most are the people. Their openness. Their natural hospitality. We have regularly been invited by people to come to their homes. We accepted the invitation twice. The door opens and you step into a completely different world. The whole family is there, looking at you with that warm, curious gaze. We manage with a few words of English and German. The rest happens naturally, through gestures, glances, and laughter. We do not speak Arabic or French, but that hardly seems to matter. If we really get stuck, Google Translate helps us get back on track.
Traveling is seeing, feeling, and connecting with nature and people.
Generosity that keeps giving
What touches us is how naturally sharing happens. Even before we are properly seated, the table is already full. Coffee, tea, water, juice. As if choosing isn't necessary; everything is welcome. Then come the dates, cake, nuts. And finally, a plate of couscous appears, even though we have already eaten. It doesn't seem to matter. Giving here isn't about how much, but about the gesture itself. About being welcome. Even though the people here often have so much less to spend than we do. Perhaps that makes it even purer. Even more real. We can't help but smile when we think of home. Where we let our guests choose between two packets of cookies. Which one do you like? Then I'll open that one for you. Here, there is no choosing; here, there is sharing.
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An invitation that sticks.
Before we leave, we hear it again and again: “You must come back.” We are even invited to a wedding next year. As if it is the most normal thing in the world that we will simply be there again. As if a connection has formed that won’t just disappear. Perhaps that is the case. Perhaps we are leaving more behind here than just tire tracks in the sand.
What are we taking with us
We came for the nature. For the mountains, the canyons, the desert, and that endless white expanse. But what remains is found elsewhere. In the encounters. In the warmth. In the realization that wealth lies not in what you have, but in what you share. That is precisely what makes traveling so valuable to us. Being able to enjoy and capture nature, while at the same time getting to know the people who truly give a country color. Tunisia makes us feel that. Every single day.
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