Someone once told me: Nice is the little sister of crap. And I always say, that I’m not a nice person. Because when someone tells me I did something “which→
Oh Zanzibar, I miss you. Already. One week was not enough. I know, I know, it was my decision and I really wasn’t sure if I would get bored if I would stay two weeks there. Alone. On my own. How wrong I was. If there would have been any chance I would have stayed longer… at least one more week!
The first days I stayed in Stonetown, got lost many many times in the narrow alleys and took thousand of pictures of doors.