Right place, wrong time

Photo courtesy: Idobi — Wikimedia Commons

I was annoyed when I arrived in Zanzibar and was given a three-day visa. In the end it was a blessing because I felt the ghosts of slaves hovering over the island during my brief visit.

Stonetown, Zanzibar. Photo courtesy: Esculapio — Wikimedia Commons

That was years back. My daughter visited six years ago and said the trip was one of the best she’s ever experience. It was my bad luck to go to the right place at the wrong time.

Stonetown, Zanzibar. Photo courtesy: Vitopuntocom — Wikimedia Commons

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