I am in Volcanoes National Park in the North West corner of Rwanda, and I’m crouching one metre away from an angry female gorilla…
Along with mint tea, souks and tagines, snake charming was to me quintessentially Moroccan, and I was desperate to see a ‘performance’.
It’s time to follow the trade winds and make tracks to the spice island of Zanzibar. And yes, that is as exotic as it sounds.
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It’s 1943, and three Italians are planning to summit Mt Kenya. One’s a civil servant, one’s a doctor and one’s a sailor. Oh, and all three are prisoners at an Allies POW camp.
This post was written and snapped by Pete and Dalene Heck (aka the lovely team at Hecktic Travels).
Even the name ‘Zanzibar‘ sounds exotic. Add in the phase ‘spice islands’ and the mind boggles with vision of pirates, cinnamon, chalk-white beaches and cinematically swaying palms. With a rich history as a gateway for treasure-hunters in search of gold, wild animals, slaves, or simply a tropical paradise, to this day Zanzibar still owes its livelihood in large part to travellers.
It was a cool morning in Tanzania, and my husband and I rose a little earlier than most to sneak into the sheltered kitchen and grab coffee before the breakfast rush. The tents were beginning to stir, but we had a few minutes alone to enjoy the first of the sun’s rays, the squawking of unnamed birds, and to stares of the giraffes nearby.
When our felucca with its flapping sails and smiling Nubian crew pulled up at the dock of our Aswan hotel, we knew it was the beginning of a truly magical journey.
In the sand sea of the Sahara, stars are life. Ancient nomads used them to navigate at night, trusting the celestial bodies to lead them safely through the dunes.