Barefoot, hounded and dumbfounded in Zanzibar
November 6th 2006 PAJE, ZANZIBAR
Waking up, remembering where I was before I opened my eyes..............wow. Zanzibar. Remembering the airport with the touts outside, the one hour taxi ride through the backroads of Zanzibar, the muslim men all wearing their islamic prayer caps and pilgrimage robes, the women covered from head to toe with just their eyes peering out, the donkey's pulling their carts as a way of
... read more