East Coast Zanzibar : Where is everybody?!
Trip Start
Feb 20, 2011
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Trip End
Aug 08, 2011
Had a relaxing three days on Zanzibar's east coast at a fishing village called Jambiani. The beach was really nice although a bit too much seaweed for my liking!
Jambiani was a bit like a ghost town as we went during low season, think we saw about 8 tourists the whole three days we were there. Their houses are half built and most of them are derelict so it kinda makes the place feel like an abandoned war zone, bit eerie!! This part of the island took the whole laid back Africa to the extreme; ordered lunch on the first day and it took 1.5 hours! After this we learnt to go to the restaurant at least an hour before we thought we would get hungry lol. We also had a 24 hour period with no electricity or running water and no one seemed in a hurry to sort it, TIA (this is Africa) we kept saying and soon got used to it.
Spent most the time lounging on the beach being hassled by the local kids, their English was pretty limited so they'd say Jambo! (hello) and then point at our various belongings and say "mine" in the hope we'd hand over our sunglasses, books, ipods etc. Also went on a snorkel trip, managed to get stung by some underwater thing and saw a funky red neon star fish.
In the evenings we spent our time at Dhow Beach Bar listening to reggae and talking to the locals. Met a masaai called Simon and quite a few other unusual characters......
Jambiani was a bit like a ghost town as we went during low season, think we saw about 8 tourists the whole three days we were there. Their houses are half built and most of them are derelict so it kinda makes the place feel like an abandoned war zone, bit eerie!! This part of the island took the whole laid back Africa to the extreme; ordered lunch on the first day and it took 1.5 hours! After this we learnt to go to the restaurant at least an hour before we thought we would get hungry lol. We also had a 24 hour period with no electricity or running water and no one seemed in a hurry to sort it, TIA (this is Africa) we kept saying and soon got used to it.
Spent most the time lounging on the beach being hassled by the local kids, their English was pretty limited so they'd say Jambo! (hello) and then point at our various belongings and say "mine" in the hope we'd hand over our sunglasses, books, ipods etc. Also went on a snorkel trip, managed to get stung by some underwater thing and saw a funky red neon star fish.
In the evenings we spent our time at Dhow Beach Bar listening to reggae and talking to the locals. Met a masaai called Simon and quite a few other unusual characters......



