Zanzibar. Just say it aloud, Zan-zii-baaaar….. it’s the coolest named place!! It just sounds exotic, and it is. Stepping into Stone Town is exactly like stepping back in time. Zanzibar is almost entirely Muslim, so robes and scarves are everywhere. The narrow, crazy roads of Stone Town, the old center of Zanzibar city, are like
After two weeks in Tanga, we packed up and headed out for a road trip. We would make our way down the east coast of Tanzania, following the beautiful Indian Ocean, until eventually taking a ferry to the island of Zanzibar. With our good friend and guide David at our side, we took the dola-dola
Walking into the unfinished church, we were ushered to the front and asked to individually greet every person there. Only knowing about four Swahili phrases, this wasn’t as easy as you might guess! How’d we find ourselves in this position, I hear you thinking. Well, there-in lies a tale. In Tanga, a few days earlier,
AKA: A tale of the best guide on the planet. On the bus leaving the Pare, I dug out David’s phone number and texted him to find out where to meet. If you remember from our post on Arusha, David is the brother of our wonderful guide there, Sam. I knew the bus would be
“Enough with the safari already – tell us about the rest of Tanzania!” We’re so glad you asked! First, we *LOVED* Tanzania! It was possibly the friendliest place we’ve visited! Everyone was SO excited to meet / have photos with / talk to Americans. It was like being almost famous. Everywhere we went people wanted