In Tunisia, abortion is not a debate. It’s part of how the country was built; a system of trust that has quietly functioned for fifty years. Here, fairness lives in structure, not slogans; choice is handled with order, not noise.

It started in a kitchen in Tunis — olive oil on the table, clay cups that didn’t match. My Chakchouka grew from that simplicity into a fair system connecting Tunisia’s craft, care, and rhythm with the world.

Spring and autumn reveal Tunisia’s quiet magic; jasmine-scented courtyards, warm seas, and golden evenings. For travelers from the US or Canada, these “sweet seasons” offer balance: sun without intensity, beauty without crowds, and the kind of calm rhythm