
The Tortoises of Prison Island, Zanzibar
“Hand me your shoes.” The quiet, no-nonsense guide requested with his hands out towards me, gesturing to my sandalled feet. Mark and I had decided that while in Zanzibar, we Continue Reading →
“Hand me your shoes.” The quiet, no-nonsense guide requested with his hands out towards me, gesturing to my sandalled feet. Mark and I had decided that while in Zanzibar, we Continue Reading →