This week is basically vacation for us, catching up with old friends, hanging out, and napping. Today is almost enforced hanging out as it's raining on and off. We've barely left the guest house. Our old American friend and former professor, Gary, (the man who introduced us to Zanzibar) is here now, so we've spend the morning catching up. Would you believe it's been seven years since we started coming to Zanzibar?
Yesterday we took a little outmotor boat to Changuu Island, five miles off of town, to see the famous giant tortoises and to snorkel a little. The tortoises were a gift from the Seychelles (where they are indigenous) in the early 20th century. A few are over 100 years old or more and big enough for a person to ride (but we didn't). Juma feed one some leaves, which delighted both Juma and the tortoise. Of course, we forgot our camera, just as we did seven years ago this first time we visited the island. Guess that means we'll have to go back sometime.
Health: fine
Mosquito bites: 3 between all of us
Blood-filled mosquitoes killed: 3
Juma's Swahili vocab: about 10 words
Mornings woken up thinking, "I don't want to do this.": 2
Mornings quickly recovered from the mild culture shock: 2
Times lost in the winding narrow streets of town: 4
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