Left Bizerte early in the morning for Tabarka, some 140km to the west and almost at the border with Algeria. I rode mostly on quiet back roads with little traffic and few villages.
At one point I was stopped by three oldish guys who were interested in my trip. Unfortunately, the language barrier kept us from talking much. I did understand, however, that they were kind of warning me about possible assaults.
A few kilometers from Tabarka I visitedthe Ras Rajel WWII memorial cemetery where about 500 allied soldiers – some of them unidentified – are buried.
Reached Tabarka at last light and checked into the ‘Hotel La Plage’. Not without noticing that the recent revolution has caused turmoil here, too: At least one supermarket had been burned down.
