Photo courtesy: Muhammad Madhi Karim — Wikimedia Commons
My favourite beach close to Dar es Salaam was Silver Sands. The seashore was the least showy of the resorts and therefore the quietest; more old style, with thatched umbrellas before you stepped down to the beach and into the lukewarm ocean.
Now I live where if I’m crazy enough to put my foot into the water, an ache penetrates through my bones from the frigid temperature.
