Zanzibar

On Friday we waved Dar es Salaam goodbye and took a ferry to Zanzibar for a long weekend (on Monday was Nane Nane, the Farmers' Day, a national holiday).

Bye, bye, the city of noise, dirt and traffic jams!

 Zanzibar greeted us with rain, being even more obvious because all the cafes, restaurants and food shops were closed. In the month of Ramadhan the Muslims fast and are not allowed to eat from sunrise to sundown. This motivated us for long walks in Stone Town, as there was nowhere to just rest and sit the rain out...

The old Arab fort

A shop producing traditional, heavily decorated, Zanzibar doors. The carved symbols testify to the wealth and the position of the owner of the house.

We couldn't wait to the evening, when the feasting began, straight after the 18.00hrs Muezzin call... In the Forodhani Gardens, a collection of stalls by the ocean, the cooks would ask us what they should grill for us, red snapper, kingfish, tuna, baracuda, shells, shrimps, octopus? These decisions were hard...

Street food Zanzibari style

And eventually the sun did come back and on our tour of the spice farms, which every good tourist must do, we even got a look at the beaches... For them, we are coming back!

All shades of blue...