|I’ve just returned from a holiday destination that I can only honestly refer to as a slice of paradise. For whatever reason (fears concerning recent elections, or so I’m told), there was almost nobody in Zanzibar with us when we visited from 29th November to 5th December.
Imagine a white sand beach several kilometers long, on the shores of the Indian Ocean, where it’s 36 degrees (97° F) during the day, and 26 degrees (79 °F) at night. Where the hotels and resorts along the beach have a capacity of thousands, but during the week we visited, there can’t have been more than 100 people in all of these hotels combined.
We swam with dolphins, ate fresh seafood we caught ourselves, drank sundowners in an outdoor lounge bar, at the end of the pier, surrounded by the ocean, all alone (except for the barman). I snorkelled, sailed, swam and sunbathed, and when I came back, I arrived tanned and and happy in a town where it’s been snowing solidly for the last 3 days.