Riots in Stone Town & Tuk-Tuk Wacky Races at Dar

Trip Start Sep 15, 2012
Trip End May 01, 2013

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Makadi Beach

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Thursday, October 18, 2012

Woke up and Vik was still poorly, got on the bus just wanting to get to the next camp without trouble or incident. As it happened we were half an hour late leaving and then had to do a hasty U-turn near the airport to avoid rioting gangs near Stone Town and our ferry port, some armed with knives who were running straight at us following political / religious unrest and burning of churches etc., not so good us being a bus full of Christian-Atheist-Agnostic white tourists. We managed to detour to the port feeling fairly nervous and jumped on the first departing ferry to make our escape...phew!

As the ferry pulled away there were two big plumes of smoke rising up from Zanzibar town.

Whilst Vikki lay on the ferry floor trying to retain the contents of her stomach, Paula protected the bags (by shoving them under Vikki) and tried to stop locals from treading on her head. She also had the pleasure of directing local people to the 'choo' (toilet) and fending off advances from Muslim men who looked at her boobs whilst speaking to her. Amongst these two hours of joy Paula distracted herself with the views of distant tropical islands (Zanzibar is made up of over 50 individual islands - Vikki says it's an Archipelago) and marvelled at the skipping stony-ness of the flying fish that seemed to follow the boat. Having crossed the main east African shipping channel Alun, (now looking slightly less green) informed us that a ferry had sank on this route a few weeks ago! Nice timing.

Shortly, and with collective relief, we docked and jumped on a Tuc-Tuc back to Mikadi Beach campsite - this journey was not without incident as Paula was ordered off the Tuc-Tuc by a soldier at the ferry - she didn't argue. Vikki, obviously looking like a lady of substance, was allowed to ride all the way!

Arriving back at Mikadi beach we upgraded to a banda on the beach and slept off some of the sweats from the suspected tonsillitis we both seemed to have picked up on Zanzibar. Vikki looked in Paula's mouth and commented that her left tonsil looked like a testicle. How we laughed, despite our sore throats and swollen tonsils.

After dinner we played Scrabble (Scrabble?!) over a couple of cocktails and then sent ourselves to bed early - longest journey of the trip is scheduled for tomorrow and a disgustingly early start...
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annewardell on

Awful departure from Zanzibar - must have been really scary!

PS: I didn't think that you had any tonsils, Paula - didn't we have them removed when you woz a little kiddie?? xxxxxxx

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