
When I generally go from the southern suburb to the north suburb, I often take the new road of “Rades-La Goulette” as most people do. In this road, you must cross the highest bridge in Tunisia and the longest one in Africa. I don't know why every time I pass from that place and the moment when I see the marvellous landscape with the beautiful and the wide sea, the picture of the “Bosphorus Bridge” of Istanbul comes to my mind. And I start asking myself: Why, in Turkey, they have pleasure boats and ferries crossing the sea, a fascinating lighting system of changing colours and patterns while in Tunisia we don’t have any of these? Why a resource like that is not exploitable? Why the sight did not induce any business man to think of establishing...