Our Driver (wearing traditional Omani kummah) |
When we arrived in the airport we were greeted by a large number of taxi drivers ready to bargain for a drive. Our resort (called the Hideaway) was on the opposite side of the island and was going to be about an hour and a half drive. I was able to negotiate to forty dollars for the one day trip down from sixty dollars. As we started our drive through the city I kept catching feelings of Déjà vu more and more. I researched the island before arriving and learned that it became under control of the Sultanate of Oman in the late sixteen hundreds and remained this way until the Sultan was deposed in 1964. Zanzibar then merged with the mainland (which was under a different name at the time) to become modern day Tanzania. My Déjà vu was due our recent visit to Oman last year and all the striking similarities in Zanzibar. It is no surprise that a couple hundred years under the control of an Islamic monarch would leave a cultural imprint. The most obvious details apart from the primary religion being Islam is of course the dress: the men wear the same cap as in Oman referred to as the kummah.
We also arrived on the island during the Islamic holiday of Eid Al Fitr which is the breaking of the fast in which most Muslim people dress up in their finest attire and children receive gifts. One of the big differences in Zanzibar is that contrary to the black abaya that is common in the UAE, there is a vast array of colorful styles of abaya's. While the traditions of Islam have had an impact on the area, the colorful flavor of Africa has also made its mark. On our way to the resort we had to stop the car to drive through many colorful parades of Eid celebrations going on in the streets.
Tiki Bar at the Hideaway Resort |
The first day Travis and I decided to go snorkeling in the ocean for a couple of hours, the scenery was good in a few places but nothing to write home about. I decided to educate Travis on that the small occasional pinch sensation he was feeling were baby jellyfish. It is always funny to gauge someone's reaction after you give them new information, Travis became increasingly aware of the "pinches" after I informed him they were jellyfish. We swam for a little while longer and walked back down the beach to our resort and had a few beers under the tiki hut looking over the ocean. While there we had a nice conversion with a Danish man who was watching the performance of his wind farm in Denmark from an app on his phone...brave new world.
Monsoon Restaurant |
Monsoon |
Old Slave Prisons |
Inside the Prison |
The Beach Bar |
SS Gladiator |
Arabic Dhow Sailboat |
Persian Bath |
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