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Travel Blogs from Zanzibar
... was a muslim
gathering and it had been placed outside a mosque. The next day we
were completely oblivious as life was back to normal and we only knew
because of a Foreign Office email we subscribed to. Upon arriving in
Nungwe we called Jambo Brothers which we had pre negotiated a cheap
price with and they walked us the 10 minutes to the beachfront
location. Accommodation was very basic but the location was good and
it was low cost for Zanzibar. ...
... out on the balcony and watch the sunset with a cocktail!
The next day, was another early one! Not as early though! We were heading off to the spice tour and slave caves. The spice tour was fascinating; we were taken to a plantation where they grew all the main spices that Zanzibar are known for. we collected them in a banana leaf and tried some of the fruits, such as star fruit! There was one that I particularly enjoyed, which wasn't edible, but was used as a red hair ...
... about wearing conservative clothing fell on deaf ears. She came out of the airport in mini shorts only to find everyone in jeans and most of the women covered in scarves. Zanzibar is a Muslim majority with most of the Tanzanian mainland being more intermingled with religions. We got a few dirty stares, but we were in the van on our way to the resort very quickly.
Our drive was a long one through some very poor villages and lots of farms. I now understand why it was ...
... we were already on the way to the east coast. Dala dala was more or less fine, but it wouldn't be nice if I would skip the most threatening part of the day. First of all on Friday in stone town started something strange so all dala dalas lost their station so now the traffic is just a huge mess. If you want to catch dala you just have to guess where to go (most of the time ). Everything is unorganized and crazy and also on Friday there were so many soldiers around the city. ...
... or 5 kilometers). The situation was actually even funnier because the day before we met another tuk-tuk guy who brought us to our hotel from the Village Museum and we ordered his services for the next day as well. He assured us he would be in front of our hotel at 8.00 of European time (not Swahili time)…and never showed up! We asked two different guys to be in front of our hotel at 8.00 and neither of them appeared. Welcome to Africa! In the end we started walking ...