My first few days in Tunis

Where do I start? Maybe not with the trip itself but when the moment of arrival at the Tunis Carthage Airport, where the smell of Grezil (spelling?) was almost the same as always, but with a little bit more floral scent and less of the chemical killer. The airport was empty, weird for a hot summer day at the end of June. My girls were so excited to see their grandpa and I was observing everyone and everything around me, trying to see the post-revolutionary changes. The police officer was polite, not too pleasant, he stamped all of our Tunisian passports, but told me that it was illegal to stamp our American passports since we enter Tunisia with Tunisian passports. I told him: "Great! Now I have to show the American officers at the airport the Tunisian passports and explain to him an Arabic written stamp." But I didn't care, I just wanted out. The suitcases arrived quickly actually, not quick enough... Well, maybe quick enough for me to walk into the freeshop with Lili and shoot 80$ on chocolate which I found out later that she smuggled into her room.
My girls ran toward my father, who took time to warm up to us. It has been a year. I immediately headed to Tunisiana and got my phone charged, the gentleman who helped me was pleasant. I make note of this because usually Tunisians STEW like no other, especially when they are serving you. A smile is hard to find. I looked around for the military, but they are hard to find. I found a tank in front of the municipality of Hammam-Lif and a military tent in the presidential orchard in Mornag.
The drive from the airport to Mornag was from hell... It was so hot, and I didn't dare ask my dad to turn on the A/C as I enjoyed the hot wind blowing against my face.
My parents gave us a tour of my house which they have been working on so darn hard for the past month. It is GORGEOUS! And the space... is amazing! SO much space here. Mornag looked the same. Same trash everywhere, same dirt roads with the holes in them.... But it feel so damn good to be--I almost want to say home, and I will dare to say home--in such a relaxing place! The hours of the day go by so slowly, the food is so good and my aunt's cooking is divine. I'm proudly putting on weight, and could care less about it. I'm sadly only here for 2 weeks and I think I should stop sleeping all together and enjoy every minute of it!