Zanzibar

I went to Zanzibar for a  two week vacation in June, could have stayed there forever. One of my next goals is to stay there for a few months.  

I stayed in Stone Town for about 3 days wandering around (eating and shopping for clothes) and then went to Jambiani, one of the quieter villages on the east coast for 4 days.  I fell in love with Jambiani and the Mango Beach Guesthouse so only came back to Stone Town to get more money (as the only ATMs are in Stone Town). One of the local expats from Jambiani was in town that day and kindly offered me a ride back.

I think the pictures will speak for themselves. In Jambiani I sometimes went 2 days without putting shoes on. My only regret is that I didn't ride a bike along the beach to the next village, or walk the full length of Jambiani through the village, will do that next time.

My first day in Stone Town I went to a spa, had a massage and scrub then sat down to this view to have a mani-pedi. 

Stone Town

This is Farid.  I met two travelers at the hotel who invited me on a street tour. Three hours for $5, we saw and learned alot.  Farid is an activist; he had a newspaper at one time and now has a radio talk show.  Needless to say, he knew everyone.  It was Ramadam at the time but Farid bought some street food and we went to a community centre he had founded and ate there discreetly (we did, he didn't).

This is the view from a rooftop restaurant.  I was the only customer there (Ramadam) so the friendly waiters had lots of time to talk with me .  

My room at the Mango Beach Guesthouse, Jambiani

My patio. 

Kiddo's Cafe.  Food was delicious with a European flair.  As it got dark at 6:30  most places offered to bring me back home if I came for dinner. 

View from the cafe

If you have trouble relaxing, the cats offer lessons . . . .

For rinsing the sand off your feet before stepping on the patio.  What TV show does this remind you of?   

Tide coming in, this was the most people I ever saw on the beach at one time.

These two guys took me  snorkeling, we went about a kilometre out, it was only 40 feet deep (or so it looked). As I was getting in, I wondered how I would get back in the boat out there.

After I was done, this guy hauled me over the side of the boat like dead fish.  He then said ""Sorry I had to do that"". 

View from the Step-In Restaurant. I ate lunch here a few times, came for ice cream a little more often.  A few times the tide came in and I had to walk along the path off the beach to go home.

Hermit Crab tracks around the guesthouse each morning. I never saw them during the day.