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Stonetown’s narrow streets and carved doors were magical, but its past told another story. With the Arabs came an expansion of the ivory and slave trades. There was a grim reminder in Stonetown Square where slaves were once auctioned. Continue reading Zanzibar’s Cloud of Mystery
Between Singapore’s National Library and Clarke Quay sits Fort Canning. In spite of seven previous visits to the island nation, I never discovered this gem of a hide-a-way until I read about it on a blog. With this visit, I was determined to go there. Continue reading Singapore’s Fort Canning
I’m not one for museums but decided to visit this one on the edge of Con Son, a ten minute walk away.
The museum was mainly about the incarceration and torture of the Vietnamese at the hands of the French colonial rulers followed by the U.S.A.’s puppet regime. I’d read a novel about a prisoner in the tiger cages but I don’t think the story was set in Vietnam. Still, I was curious to learn just what they looked like. Continue reading Con Dao’s Museum
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Because I didn’t keep records of my early travel, I recall little of Kampala except a visit to the Kasubi Royal Tombs.
Like Europe, Africa had it royals. Uganda was no exception. A Ugandan king or kabaka, ruled over the Baganda people, living in the richest part of the country. All that remained of the kingdom was the burial place of four of its kings situated on one of the seven hills that made up the city. Continue reading Kampala’s royal tombs