My Blue Hotel
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- Airport Transportation
- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Outdoor pool
- Swimming pool
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... to watch tour guide Dan after some explaining bluntly responded wait he ***** the children! Which caused me and Vikki to wet ourselves in the back of the car. We then spent the rest of the journey enlightening, much to his shock, tour guide Daniel that many of the characters he liked where actually gay in real life and not the macho man he envisioned. After a amusing journey we arrived at our destination of Nungwi village in Zanzibar and picked a hotel, which had an ...
The first day of the trip when there was nothing official planned, the planned hangover never materialised because of the previous nights drinking. Unbelievably we woke up to heavy rain and dark clouds. Plans to spend the day on the beach never happened and a group of us ended up walking to the opposite end of the resort for lunch and to stretch the legs. Met a few interesting local children and a few ...
After a fruitful night in Stone Town, Zanzibar we all woke up to be escorted to Nungwi Beach which is northern Zanzibar. Before that however we are invited (obligated) to go to a spice farm. Let me tell you there is no way I'd pay to see this. I'd actually pay the $30 to skip this. We walk around and they tricked us into trying various spices straight from the plant. It was just so prolonged. We all had a hat made out of leaves put on us and embarrassed, we walked around ...
... beach you say "No thank you" but they will still follow you and try to chat. On my last even one guy "Captain Dolphin" sat right next to me when I was sitting having a beer and reading my book explaining how different I was and how much he "loved me" and I just snapped, I'd had enough. I asked him if he realised we are here to relax and people like him just make it the opposite experience. He said they need to make an income and it's tough in low season which I said ...
... que ficava sobre os equipamentos precários de rádio e navegação. Por alguns momentos achei que fossemos naufragar, parecíamos um barquinho de papel numa turbulência marítima imensa. Me peguei sem querer rezando e pedindo pra que tudo saísse bem, enquanto James passava mal ao meu lado. Finalmente chegamos ao primeiro ponto. Ahhhh, que mergulho gostosinho, nem parecia que lá em cima estava toda aquela tensão. Água morninha, sem correnteza, boa visibilidade. Finalmente ...