Bawe Island Zanzibar

... other means of return not involving air (too expensive) or rail (too dangerous). <br><br>The beaches here in Zanzibar are simply fabulous - pristine white sand, the palest of green seas until the reef edge, dhows and outriggers, palm trees, fabulous shells, and even cute furry monkeys (but with mean faces) in the trees. The local people are (on the whole) friendly and pleasant, greeting you with "Mambo!" or "Jambo!" (requiring ...

... br><br>The trip to Zanzibar, also known as the spice island, is a short one, lasting just over an hour long on a 70-passenger Embraer airplane. It is an international flight and, as such, complimentary wine and beer are served onboard. We quickly order one of each. From the air, we finally see just the tip of Mt. Kilimanjaro, very impressive and majestic with no other mountain around it. The view of Zanzibar from the air is also impressive and ...

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... tour. We ate lunch at his "brother's" restaurant because he wanted us to taste the spices we would see on the farm. Then we drove off up the mountain into the jungle. We stopped for this red prickly looking fruit, that when you peel off the outside looks and tastes like a grape. They are called litchis and they are amazing. Then we drove onto a plantation with a small dirt hut. The boy that lived there came out and the five of us set out into the ...

... and of course the obligatory tourist shops. When I first arrived in Zanzibar I spent four days in Stone Town, two days diving which was very nice but nothing spectacular, I went on a spice tour one day, and amazingly ran into two girls I met in Ethiopia. They've been traveling for about 4 months in Africa and when they arrived in Stone Town they were tired of traveling and enjoyed the lifestyle and culture here so much that they ...

... to lift our bags up and the kids got into the back of the truck. Jim asked the nice guy how much and was told 4000Tsh. Had the tourist information guy told us the truth, we may have questioned this, but their prices were within line with each other, so we chalked it up to inflation and I was digging in my pocket to find the money. The nice guy was waiting for the cash and I was trying to hurry, but was not quick enough for the driver who became upset with us not boarding ...

... a funeral, a wedding (later, we learned it was a wedding). Duncan and I squatted down against the wall of a nearby house, trying to appear respectfully interested but discreet. Duncan was nervous as he is very conscious of being perceived as an intruder. Fortunately, we had a series of older women who were nearby come up to us smiling, greeting us and obviously welcoming us to watch. It was wonderful just to take in the local atmosphere, listen ...

So I've left kenya and travelled down by bus to dar es salam, i tried for the dhow captain down at the old town in mombassa direct to zanzibar, but there was none arriving for a week. so i had to get a bus, pay 100 dollars (for irish people, 50 for all other europeans, i smell a scam!) on the border, and stayed the night in dar es salam, I'm making lots of friends every day, and having a great time.<br><br>after the night in dar, i got a ferry, 35 dollars to zanzibar,I ...

... different nights and pay wildly different prices. Even the bread doubled in price (wasn't expecting that). But even so it is a wonderful place to eat and pretty cheap for what's on offer. After some deliberation we decided not to go to the beach. There are so many tourists here and all the hotels are either full or quite expensive. We decided to wait to Malawi. But Zanzibar isn't all about the beaches. Try to fit some time in for the Town as well. ~Travis

... Arriving promptly, I rang the doorbell - to be greeted by the father with some bad news: The family was out at a wedding all day and only just got home, so there would be no home-cooked dinner tonight. I wonder if the son didn't know that. In any case, I was left in a bind and had to scramble to arrange dinner for myself. Luckily, the Swiss father-son duo had arranged to have our hotel cook dinner for them and they were kind enough to allow me to share in their feast of Red ...