So we got up, all excited, and had room service for breakfast so that we could get down to Sessions in time to leave for our excursion. As we pulled in, we were treated to a great view of the port from our veranda. There were belly dancers, people standing on camels and a marching bad. It was really hard to imagine that, here we were in Africa, considering that we had only recently added Europe to our passports. And it is my birthday. How weird is that?! Celebrating a birthday in Africa. It certainly will be one I always remember.
After taking pictures of some of the craziness going on outside, we head down to meet up for our excursion. Now if you have ever been on an excursion, you know there are usually quite a few people involved, even some of them filling up multiple buses. Ours? Us and 3 other couples. Yep. We are the youngest of the couples. One of them looks to be maybe my parents ages, and the other two are easily in their late sixties. This was the cheapest excursion also, so I have no idea why others didn't want to do it. Maybe because Carthage has more name cache or something, but let me tell you... we got a deal and had amazing personal attention from our tour guides as there were 2 of them for 8 of us.
As we prepare to leave, somehow restroom facilities come up in conversation, and I think to take a roll of TP from the ship to "cover our butts" We all load up on our huge bus and start the long trek to Dougga. Now, the excursion description said that it was an hour and a half away, but I assume someone was lying to someone about that because, while it was 90 miles away, it was no hour and a half.