Don't drink champagne from a paper cup: Final stop

After I left Livingstons, I wandered up to the night market for the famous Zanzibar pizza. It isn't pizza at all but it was delicious. A thin crepe like crust, fried hard egg, tomato, onion and pepper, minced beef and then mayonnaise and a raw egg. All whipped together and then skillet fried on both sides. Not surprisingly, it was pretty darn good. That is the traditional recipe but there are all sorts of savory variations along with sweet.

Oh and the currency, the Tanzanian Shilling is terribly devalued. My pizza was 5000 TZS or about 1.75 USD.

So it is my first sunset on the beach at Nungwi. After my final rooftop breakfast which I will miss terribly. I checked out and had enough time to visit the old slave market. Zanzibar was a major port for East African dlaves. The existing market was destroyed and a church was built on the site after slavery was abolished in the late 1800s.

The church is simple but there is a sad memorial in the garden behind it as well as a small exhibit outlining the slave trade and it end.

Then it was a hour and a half to Nungwi with my driver from the airport. Once out of Stone Town, the villages were mixed with a lot more green although the villages were a lot more tin structures.

The Makofi Guest House is really more of a high end hostel. The staff is charming and the private room with an en suite bath is very nice. No air con but the ceiling fan might be made by Boeing.

The beach is 1 minute away and there is a little restaurant where I had some prawn and mango salad. It was about 300pm when I made the beach which is lovely and more of a fine flour white sand. There are loads of little boats and locals to rent you a chair under an umbrella. Which is necessary or you might burst into flame. The water is almost air temperature and crystal clear. Sadly the hawkers and touts are out in full force and as the day progresses it gets more intense. The reviews of Nungwi was that it could be rowdy. But I assumed that was the tourists. Tomorrow is the holy day so maybe that is why everyone is here. It is an entertaining mix of sunset cruises blaring African music, probably fake Massii warriors, kids doing dance routines, ladies offering massage and even a drone. Oh and I suspect a few 90 day fiancées - older German guy with a lovely African girl that could be his daughter. And I overhead an African guy with a western girl who maybe wasn't buying his line.