The scent of cloves was strong as we drove from Mkoani, on the southern coast of Pemba, up to Chake Chake, where we live.
People harvest and then dry their cloves in the sun, on the side of the road, and even right in the middle of the road on the medians. It made a usually awful one-hour ride a little more pleasant.
1 comment:
wow, this is when I'd like to visit you if I had an instatransport machine. Happy Birthday to Juma!!
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