Postcards from Tunisia

Some of my favorite shots. Every Sunday when I go to church I feel a little twinge, a part of me that misses the quiet and the peace of Tunis, the slow Mediterranean pace. On Sundays I would usually cab it to church, then walk home. On the way back I'd get a 2 dinar smoothie from a small little hole in the wall. I'm sip it under the sun, usually have a little afternoon cigarette, put on my headphones and start the trek home.