Centuries before “fair trade” became a label, Tunisia had already defined its logic. Ibn Khaldun, born in Tunis in 1332, wrote that no society can last if its system is unjust. His words still echo today — in every artisan paid directly, every object built to last, and every fair exchange that keeps Tunisia’s rhythm alive.

Harissa is Tunisia’s signature of warmth — sun-dried peppers, garlic, and olive oil turned into fire and soul. Discover its origins, ingredients, UNESCO heritage, and the craft behind Tunisia’s most iconic flavour.

The fennec fox, with ears bigger than its head and a body small enough to fit in your hands, is Tunisia’s cutest desert icon. Playful at night and shy by day, it has become a symbol of adaptation in the Sahara.

In summer, Tunisia’s hills carry a particular smell, pine resin warming under the sun. It is the scent of the Aleppo pine, the tree that holds the land and shapes memory.

Before refined sugar entered kitchens, Tunisians reached for something simpler. The carob tree, with its wide shade and sweet pods, carried both nourishment and memory.

Discounts fade with the receipt. Dignity deepens with time. Tunisian crafts carry memory, skill, and continuity; proof that meaning travels further than price cuts.

Most stories about Tunisia online come from visitors or are written in French. We decided to change that. Writing in English, in our own words, is a joy — a way to share Tunisia as it lives, not as it’s translated.

Tunisia changes with the seasons; forests in spring, coasts and festivals in summer, harvest and mosaics in autumn, desert adventures in winter. Here’s when to visit.