The big desert beetles begin their final race on sand so fine that it retains the imprint of their light legs. Latest camels join the guise of the palm where some storks have chosen to stage for the night. Within moments, the stars took over the sky.
In the silence of the night, the Sahara falls asleep, only disturbed by the lights of men and their songs of joy, rising towards the Milky Way. So will it go from contemplation of the desert is not limited to observe the magnificence of sand to infinity. The magic of the discovery of this unique world is as much in this tireless contemplation in the sense of fulfillment it confers. And there is no better way to indulge them a detour Ksar Ghilane on the road that leads to the extreme south of Tunisia.
Access it also requires some sacrifice as the track is long and chaotic, as if this green life out of nowhere trying to preserve by all means unwelcome visits.
Oasis appeared on down the road, bordered by a white village with geometric lines and any military order. It is dominated by a white obelisk commemorating the victory of General Leclerc on German armies commanded by Rommel. This former French barracks was offered the nomads who wanted to settle around the palm. The latter also unnatural. It was planted and developed in the early 1950s, following a project of the Tunisian government and after the French engineer who was performing oil prospecting had erupt in hot water instead of oil coveted.
Yet, long before the arrival of the French in Tunisia in the early nineteenth century, a wealthy nomad named Ghilane had settled here, having learned from a source at the edge of the Grand Erg of Tunisia. He had built a fortified village atop a hill overlooking the dunes to put his belongings from the frequent raids of the time. Thus was born Ksar Ghilane (Fort Ghilane) fell into disrepair after the death of the patriarch. The French have restored it hard to turn it into advanced military post; they then built a new fire station.
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