Today we left the beautiful island of Zanzibar to return briefly to Arusha. We were picked up at the resort, and driven directly to the airport. Once there, we waited a little while to check in, then got the surprise of the trip. Our family were the only passengers on the plane, so we had a private flight from Zanzibar back to Arusha. It was... amazing.
As we approached Arusha, we were able to see the top of Mt. Kilimanjaro rising above the clouds. Mt. Meru occasionally peaked through, as well. Erin was excited to be coming home again, and looking forward to showing Adam her place.
Showing posts with label Zanzibar. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Zanzibar. Show all posts
Friday, May 25, 2012
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Spice and nice...
(No internet last night, so I’m a day behind.)
Our day in Zanzibar started with a drive to a
spice plantation about half an hour out of Stonetown. Many fruits and spices are grown on
plantations around the island, and Erin’s rafiki of yesterday, Abdul, had
arranged for us to have a tour and lunch at one of them. (Yes, they actually DO use the word rafiki,
which makes me giggle every time I hear it, much to the annoyance of everyone,
I am sure.)
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Zanzibar
We started the morning at the hotel in Dar es Salaam. After another interesting car ride down a street filled with the biggest potholes I've ever seen, we were on the way to the ferry station to buy our tickets to cross to Zanzibar. We made a quick trip to a "mall" where they have a Subway (unheard of treat for Erin the last four months) and then we waited for the ferry.
The crush to enter the ferry was a claustrophobic experience I'm not eager to repeat again. Everyone in the place (there were hundreds) all got up and converged on this tiny "gate" area where people went through one at a time. The little child in front of us was nearly squashed in the press of people as they all surged towards the gate. It was a little unnerving, but then we were through the gate, and entered the ferry.
It was a rolling, but lovely ride over to the island of Zanzibar. The island itself was beautiful from the approach, the buildings rising out of the horizon.
The crush to enter the ferry was a claustrophobic experience I'm not eager to repeat again. Everyone in the place (there were hundreds) all got up and converged on this tiny "gate" area where people went through one at a time. The little child in front of us was nearly squashed in the press of people as they all surged towards the gate. It was a little unnerving, but then we were through the gate, and entered the ferry.
It was a rolling, but lovely ride over to the island of Zanzibar. The island itself was beautiful from the approach, the buildings rising out of the horizon.
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