In Tunisia, Gen Z moves between Arabic, French, and English like second nature. It’s not confusion, it’s identity. This is the quiet intelligence of a generation fluent in context, rhythm, and belonging.

Learn how tipping works in Tunisia, from cafés and taxis to hotels and artisans. A calm guide to respect, rhythm, and local manners.

Tunisia is a small country with vast contrasts; Roman amphitheatres beside desert oases, white-and-blue villages above the sea, and medinas where life still moves at its own rhythm. This calm guide gathers the 15 places that hold Tunisia’s beauty and history: from Carthage and Sidi Bou Saïd to the edge of the Sahara.

A letter about belonging, difference, and what it means to build something that connects people, across countries, languages, and ways of seeing.

Alcohol is legal in Tunisia, available in licensed shops and bars, and part of a nuanced cultural landscape that balances religion, history, and modern life.

Sit at any terrace in Tunisia and you’ll notice it: just as your food arrives, so does a quiet guest. We call it the cat tax, an unspoken ritual that turns every meal into a small act of sharing.

A young Tunisian poet, Abu al-Qasim al-Shabbi, wrote a verse that became his country’s most enduring gift to the world: “If the people will to live, destiny must surely respond.” From poem to anthem to global echo, these words remain Tunisia’s eternal line of dignity.

Tunisia is often compared to Morocco or Egypt. But Tunisia already gives the world fouta, harissa, carpets, couscous, and more. My Chakchouka shows it whole — sovereign in its own logic.

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.

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.

Evening walks in Tunisia carry the scent of jasmine. From tiny machmoum bouquets sold on the street to oils distilled from thousands of blossoms, jasmine stands as the fragrance of Tunisian life and memory.

Many visitors say Tunisia gave them back joy. Here, light is sharper, people are curious, food holds memory, and joy survives even in hardship.

This is for the Tunisian diaspora; the ones who left, the ones who stayed, and the invisible thread that ties them together.