Flâneries at Dusk – Tantana’s Raw Soul

An evening stroll through Tantana is never just a walk. It’s a journey past stray cats and dogs, piles of forgotten trash, flashes of sea breeze, and the quiet comfort of a coffee stop. Together with Luna and Riadh, I wandered from my house to the route touristique, past El Bacha, down to the beach, and along the road north before circling back home.

What I captured is not polished beauty. It’s the raw, messy, untamed soul of Tantana – a place that makes you shake your head and smile at the same time.