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Whispers of Carthage: A Daring Escape to Tunis

Author: Amira Soltane Release time: 2025-03-31 16:12:46 View number: 5810

The City Where Time Twists Like Jasmine Smoke

Tunis isn’t just a destination. It’s a portal. Step off the plane and the Mediterranean heat doesn't just hit you—it embraces you like a long-lost friend, whispering in Arabic and French. It’s in the blue doors of the Medina, in the citrusy swirl of bergamot from a passing scarf, in the glint of gold bracelets clinking behind lattice shop screens.

In the shadow of Carthage’s ruins, time folds in strange ways. One moment, you’re walking ancient Roman colonnades. The next, you’re selecting Dior’s latest Lip Glow at a modern duty-free boutique in La Marsa, where palm trees sway like gossiping locals.


Where Perfume and History Dance

No scent here is accidental. The air is soaked in orange blossom and spiced coffee. Locals wear fragrance like armor. A souk vendor might mix Chanel Chance with a dab of oud oil—and somehow it works. It’s not about trends in Tunis; it’s about fusion.

At Tunis-Carthage International Airport, the duty-free shelves glisten with YSL, Lancôme, Estée Lauder—and beside them, local treasures: neroli oil, artisanal amber cubes, hand-poured jasmine wax. You don't choose just one. You layer them, like stories.


Shopping with Soul

In the Medina, bargaining is theatre. At the airport, it’s curation. The best-sellers? Think La Prairie eye cream next to traditional clay ghassoul masks. Toblerone stacked beside date-filled makroud. Macallan whiskey by Tunisian fig liqueur.

The city teaches you that luxury isn’t about labels—it’s about layers. A Gucci silk scarf tied over a traditional jebba. A Rolex gleaming over hennaed skin. You leave with souvenirs, but also with stories.


Departure or Beginning?

Leaving Tunis, your suitcase is heavier, your soul lighter. Maybe it’s the sun. Maybe it’s the scent that clings to your travel hoodie. Or maybe it’s the knowledge that you didn’t just visit a place—you collected it.


 

Travel Tip from the Tarmac:
Stock up on jasmine solid perfume at the departure gate—it's TSA-friendly, lasts forever, and smells like memory.