There will be a significant number of annotations in this post, to give a little background information where it seems appropriate (Nadezhda and I are both short on time these days, and having a hard time editing our own stories to a manageable length).
We have very poor choice of visa-free countries, which are located not far from
Russia, and where we can go, if wish to swim in a warm sea. And there is the only country between them, which satisfies my wishes….
Tunisia. There is softer climate, if to compare with Egypt, and natives there have much more respectful attitude to tourists, if to compare with Turkey.
In general you would receive enough similar rest in any of these countries – comfortable hotel, unlimited food three times in day, sea and swimming pools, excursions and walking in tourist zone.. And it can be enough boring for some people, but very suitable for another one. Sometimes it depends on level of tiredness of person before trip or type of his work. But I remember one situation in the past, when I wanted the only thing from my rest – to crawl slowly slowly between restaurant, sea and room, and to enjoy those primitive joys, which we have, when choose a life of nice domestic animals. This summer, when I was with Eric, I was not tired, but however found some pleasure in such rest.
But poor Eric!.. I felt so much sorry for him every time, when saw, how he began to imitate a cow, when we were going to the dinner.  Obviously, joys of being a part of our fauna seemed to him doubtful ones.
Really that trip gave me a lot. Before this trip I did not guess, what taste meat of camel has; I did not know really, what people do in the gym with that heap of iron; and had no idea about Swing dance (before Eric showed me it once on the beach); and I could not imagine that would leave east country without smoking pleasant east kalian … But of course, I have known much more things about the man, who was by me in that trip. So many things..
I found that sometimes Eric likes to be eccentric person.. For this purpose he bought many bottles of water (being in the hotel with type of service “All inclusive”), and amazed hotel’s staff by such actions.
I knew already that usually Eric enjoys of having different conversation with people around him.. And such exotic people like Tunisians, were not an exception. But I did not guess before how many ways he could find to get desirable talk.. For instance, first few days he plugged in our iron, cutting off power from our room, and talking with hotel’s staff again and again. 
I found that Eric was able to destroy any idea, what person kept in his head many years.. He did it with my conception about Americans, when did not wish to drink Cola absolutely.. Well, I drank it couple of times there
I have known that very often Eric is incredible optimist. He have never lost a hope to find very usual restaurant in Hammamet for usual Tunisians without any tourists and with their national food.. and even if we were not lucky to do it, I was happy to see such enthusiasm.
It happened he did not swim in the sea! And it was great discovery for me because walking in the water he was that island for me, where I could have a rest between swimming.. Very useful!
Nice news – Eric likes to visit grocery stores! After he tasted in the restaurant one interesting dish  with some spice one day, he began to go through every store in our path, everywhere, trying to find this spice and to buy it at any price. Well he bought something red at last, but I am not sure what it was.
I found that sometimes Eric does not mind to amuse himself and to argue with me, when I am 100% sure in my rightness. Well it is not so bad, if to think.. It helps me to remember sometimes about necessity to think before telling something, or let me know some new facts.. But even now I believe that it is not a good idea to eat melon at the end of the dinner! (what Eric did constantly in Tunisia) 
I knew already that Eric wants to have a good health and therefore tries his best for having exercises. But before this trip I did guess, how person can use a little bedside table to exercise himself. 
I discovered how much Eris likes to guess puzzles. I saw how he did it when tried to write the letter in the hotel, using mystic Tunisian keyboard, where nobody knows, what letter would appear, if you would press any symbol of the keyboard.
And I got added evidence how Eric loves rich east music and appreciates talent of people. I saw it during both of our visits of international musical festival in Hammamet: first when he was filled with inspiration and danced together with a lot of Tunisians around us, and second when he applauded loudly to another singer, being almost the only viewer on the concert..
I was happy to know that Eric shares my liking for national Tunisian tea with mint and pine nuts!.. He even leaved for some time his favorite bottle of water in order to taste it.
As you guess I was happy Eric’s companion in all his actions, except one.. well almost one. The only situation, when he was entrusted to himself only, was his running in Hammamet’s streets. And what is a result? He managed to run into the cactus somehow! It is an interesting coincidence, is not it?
Actually I would be glad to write about every of our events in this amazing country, and it would be a whole story.. because every little situation has its own emotions, conclusions.. But it would be too much! And I should make a choice OK, now!
ERIC: Here I’m cutting off Nadezhda in mid-post – to be continued…
 Staying at an all-inclusive beach resort is just not my thing – at least, not this one. People just laid around, and ate. So at some point I took to mooing, when I was in the midst of the lunch or dinner rush.
 Sweetened/flavored tobacco, smoked through a water pipe. Basically the pot-smoking experience, minus the pot. Nadezhda likes it and wanted to – I said go ahead, but that I was against it and wouldn’t participate, nor even be around it.
 Seems to me that if you’re in a 4-star hotel you oughta have enough electricity in your room to power an iron (yes, I know you’re not supposed to bring an iron to a 4-star hotel in the first place). We did require several visits from the hotel staff to reset the circuit breaker in our room, as at first I disbelieved an iron could cause it to trip, and then as I tried it with everything else in the room unplugged. Eventually gave up and resigned myself to wrinkly clothes – but not before discovering that the plug in the hallway next to our room had plenty of power. Hmph!!!
 Harissa. A divine spicy-hot mixture that is served with bread and butter – although you can put it on a lot of things. I ended up buying about 10 pounds of what I thought was dry harissa, which would require only olive oil, intending to mail a lot of it to my sisters as a thank-you for being my home base support on this trip. Turns out I bought about 10 pounds of powdered red chilis – only one ingredient! Oops.
 She told me it was bad for your health to eat a melon at the end of a meal. I asked why. The amusement I got was from the fact that she couldn’t tell me why. Neither of us could think of a good reason not to eat melons at the end of a meal. Later I looked it up, and found it’s possible for a quickly-digested food such as melon to ferment in some fashion, as it is being held up by slower-digested foods further along the digestive tract.
 As a platform for calf raises.
No tune today.