Just a quick note. I'm on Kendwa Beach at the North end of the big island of the Zanzibar Archipelego. The sand is blindingly white, smooth and fine. The water is tourqoise and stretches out to the horizon. There is a nice breeze off the water and I see rain clouds in the distance. Looks like it will be a pretty sunset, though the clouds obscure the final moments.
I just finished a long swim and am still curious about a little yellow fish that kept pace with me the entire way and there and back. As I dry off on the beach, I watch hundreds of little crabs (the exact color of the sand) scuttle back and forth. They dart into burrows as I approach. It is ideal here. Except that I'm not alone. In fact, I am utterly surrounded by Italian tourists.
I must admit I sort of hate it here - where a meal costs more than the median monthly wage in Tanzania and ... ok, the bar is now playing American country music. This is not why I came to Africa - in fact it is nearly impossible to tell that Africa is where I am. It feels more like Cancun or Miami or Barcelona. Oh well, I will go enjoy a nap in the hammock and I will depart back to Stonetown tomorrow morning. Early.
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