In the morning, we had the hotel call a cab for us (big mistake – the price doubles – we almost couldn’t afford the fare with our remaining Dinars!). Upon arriving, the Departures Information Board told us our flight was cancelled. I won’t bore you with the details, but chaos ensued. The Air France workers in Tunis could not have possibly done a worse job dealing with the cancellation. We almost saw a fistfight break out between a Tunisian and an American passenger. In Air France’s defense however, when we arrived in Nice (we had been rerouted), we had an employee dedicated to sorting out the mess Tunis had caused, and getting us to Paris as soon as possible.