October 27, 2017

The return back to the hotel was fairly quiet and calm. I think I can speak for most of us when I say that these days have been wonderfully long, filled with more action than a normal day, covered in a dab of residual jet lag. We all silently walked into the hotel and went to our rooms. It was kind of nice to be back. I started to unpack my items from the day. When I got to the very bottom of the backpack to remove shells that I had collected, something caught my eye. I couldn’t believe this. I quickly discovered that there was still a very small someone in there alive, hidden in its sh...

October 26, 2017

Zanzibar travel with Travel Noire.

October 22, 2017

Those that had not already headed back to the boat were summoned. I tried my best to kick at lightning speed since I swum a reasonable distance from the boat. It seemed that the other tourist groups had been asked to do the same. While we weren’t quite side-to-side with the other boats, we were all within eyesight of each other. Anchors were raised, and all boats were underway. After closer examination back on the dhow, a travel mate noticed that jellyfish had stung her too, and she was having a physical reaction. The crew was specifically asked if there was anything that we needed to b...

October 21, 2017


After we made our exit from the lagoon, we set sail for our snorkeling site. One of our travel mates was starting to feel under the weather. The expression on her face was the look of something that I have felt before. It was a look of trying to remain calm, even when you know your body is telling you something else. We all felt bad for her as she tried to settle her stomach with the carbonation of the soda, and I believe that this might not have been something that she experienced often. This travel mate was the one with the serious camera from Prison Island, who also happened to be a...

October 19, 2017

And with each click of the camera, the minutes lapsed. Our time was no longer, and we hustled up the street barely in time to board the shuttle, already occupied by the rest of the group. The drive was another lengthy thread of streets and bends through and out of Stone Town - people and cars and bikes coming and going. Although we were only a minute at best from the water, and we had embarked there for our trip to Prison Island, this ocean bound journey was leaving from at least half an hour away. When we arrived after taking one last mysterious left turn, we were at the end of a long,...

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