Nazi Moja had a special ring to it, although the meaning was simple: one coconut. For most people, they imagined a lonely coconut tree bending in the gentle Dar es Salaam breeze and they’d be partly right. Continue reading A Solitary Coconut Tree
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When I stayed at Colva Beach, there were two other tourists: one from Australia and an English guy who’d been travelling for seven years. No hoards of Europeans or drugs governed the quiet backwater beach back then. The biggest high we got was Continue reading An appetite for Goan pig? Not me….