Saturday was the last day of I.'s visit so we rushed about looking at things.
This is a door in the harem courtyard at the Musee Dar Said. One of the guards let down a little chain and let us look into the hidden part of the palace which must have been the home of a very rich man. All I could think of was how beautifully decorated the place was and how perfectly awful it must have been to be trapped in there.
This is the part of Cafe France where you can have meals. The decor - rather pink with artificial flowers - is oddly appealing and hasn't changed much for a very long time.
Bert Flint has the sort of house we wish we had - down a very quiet street, with two courtyards, lots of plants and odd artifacts with amazing designs.