The first two hotels we found in Kairouan were completely full (it was a weekend). The third hotel was practically empty, and quite austere. We made it more austere, but more comfortable, by taking the bed off its pathetic springs and putting it directly on the floor. The hotel was located near the market, which was closed when we parked the car. When we got up the next morning, the only path of escape for the car was to go directly through the market. At one point several people lifted up the back of the car and moved it sideways about six inches so that I could drive between two tables covered with fruit.