No Zeds 'til Zanzibar
About this blog
Dear reader, I'm not sure how this diary will pan out. Tanzania was first planned as a solo trip, but rumours of erupting volcanoes, balloon safaris and the turquoise seas of Zanzibar quickly grabbed the imagination of my increasingly adventure-minded friends. Soon one backpacker became five lads.
And so this trip became a hybrid; by day we rose with the sun and lived the life of the humble traveller; by night we drank like someone else was paying. Consequently, time for cultural reflection was limited. Instead this will be more a tale of the players than of the country and its people, of bending every minute towards a quest for new experiences, danger, chicks and beer, of taking three short weeks in East Africa and kicking ass!

