I arrived back at Lost & Found in Stone Town on Thursday, completing my trip in Zanzibar where I’d arrived just a week before. The weather was nicer than it had been, with the sun out and limited clouds, and less rain in the air reducing the humidity which I was very thankful for having struggled the week before. I went for a walk to enjoy the sunshine, navigating my way through the alleyways in an attempt to make it to the Darajani market again. Somehow finding success I weaved my way through the stalls, this time making sure to skip the fish and meat section and head to the front area where I would find fresh dates to buy, a good snack to get me through the next few days having finished what I had leftover from the tour. I attempted to haggle but there was a fairly strong language barrier and a bit of miscommunication. I walked away with a couple hundred grams of dates which I probably overpaid for, but still found quite cheap.
I walked back through the alleyways finding my way to another food kitchen serving takeaway meals, giving me my lunch/dinner for the day for the small price of AUD $4. The alleyways were even more beautiful with the change of weather, the rare bursts of colour looking even more bright and putting a warmer emphasis on the white buildings throughout, making it a little less plain. I managed to make my way back to the hostel without the aid of Google Maps, quietly proud of myself as I realised traveling had definitely improved my sense of direction.
Friday morning was a relaxed one as I got my bag ready for my flight and went in search of a quick meal before leaving. Arriving at the airport I was a bit sad to know that my time in Zanzibar had come to an end, feeling as though I had only just flown in. The flight was uneventful and I walked out of the arrivals hall to greet the man holding a sign with my name on it, something I had organised the night before having found his details on a Tripadvisor comment a year prior. We arrived at my hostel which was less than what I had been expecting, finding myself to be the only guest in the 8 bed dorm and feeling an eerie vibe about the place. It was fine for the night and breakfast was provided which was an added bonus; french toast with banana and golden syrup. From there I headed next door to the Kenya Comfort Suites where I was to stay the night to start my third and final group tour which would take me around the Serengeti and Ngorongoro Crater, something I had been looking forward to for a while, still not sick of the thrill that being on safari brings.