Something was in the air when I arrived in Zanzibar and it wasn’t just the aromatic smell of cloves in April.
This was an island with a long history of invasion. Firstly, the Persians arrived during the tenth century who intermarried with the local Africans. The Portuguese followed the Persians in the sixteenth century, and a century later, the Arabs occupied the island.
As I meandered down the narrow streets of Stonetown, the Arab influence was everywhere. From shuttered windows veiled women peeked down at me and massive doors carved and studded were like a trip back in Arab time.