Saturday, March 14, 2009

Library Attempt 2

My "library trip" yesterday was a disaster! I took a cab to get there and figured that, since there's only one "National Library" people would pretty much know where it is. Well, I ask the taxi driver if he knows where it is, he hesitated, but said that he knew where it was. I chat with him in the cab, practicing my French and he tells me how to say "It's a hot day" in Arabic. Eventually, we come to a stop and he tells me that the library is close, I just have to walk down a nearby road for a bit and it would be right in front of me. I thank him, pay him and start walking down the road he indicated. I walked for about thirty minutes without finding the library before asking somebody else, a guy standing near an overpass that I was walking along. I asked him, "Ou est le Bibliotheque National?" and he told me that the library was along the road I was walking, I just had to continue. I figured that this made sense and I continued along the road. I kept walking and I noticed that the part of the city I was entering was much, much more industrialized than the rest of Tunis. There were cement factories and chemical plants everywhere. The library wasn't anywhere around me, that much was pretty obvious. As I walked through the dense industrial landscape, many pan handlers approached me, asking for money. I had brought more than enough for the cab ride home, so I could afford helping them out a bit. I gave money to one child, who ran off, only to see him at a house down the street giving the money I gave him to a very elderly woman sitting on the sidewalk. It made me very sad. I kept walking, passed through blocks-long street markets which offered plastic toys and shoes at the cost of hundreds of Millims (about 10 cents), went through the autoindustry district, and stopped at a sign that said "Leaving City Limits." I assumed that this meant that I was about to leave Tunis and enter some other city, so I gave up and flagged another Taxi to take me home after exploring the city fruitlessly for four hours. I told him to take me to "L'aouina" and he said, "L'aouina?! Qu'est que tu fais ici?" or "What are you doing here?" evidently, I had somehow walked out of Tunis and into a smaller city called "Ben Arous." So, no library for me. I talked to my Aunt this morning and she told me that it would be best if she took me on Monday (since the library is closed on Sunday). It was a pretty frustrating day, but my Arabic lesson's are on hold for a bit because my teacher had a death in her family, which is very sad and that I will have more time for research and writing.

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