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Enchanted in Zanzibar

2/23/2012

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Hadigya, above, who works at Big Mama Massage on Zanzibar's Kendwa beach, gave me the best back massage of my life. It cost $12 per hour. I kissed her hands when she was finished, and she kissed mine, too.
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Every evening at sunset in Stonetown, boys jump, dive, and cannonball off the city's ramparts into the Indian Ocean. The sillier the "dive" the better.
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Traditional wooden dhows are still widely used in Zanzibar for fishing--and snorkeling trips (seen here).
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Zanzibar's intricately carved wooden doors say something about the residents who live inside them. The more detailed the carving, the wealthier the inhabitant. This door is part of the former palace of a sultan.
Peacock blue. That’s the color of the water surrounding the Tanzanian island of Zanzibar when the sun is directly above. Now, in the late afternoon, it’s more of a rich royal blue, and the graceful arc of a dhow’s sail is crossing in front of me. A palm tree’s lazy arms wave.

A Zanzibari woman named Hadigya, with a warm, patient smile, has given me my third back massage in five days here at Kendwa, a beach town on the island’s northwestern tip. She uses lemongrass-scented oil, and this time, cool water to soothe my sunburn. 

During the massage I thought, it’s the Zanzibar outside of the border of the postcard that I love. It’s the healing hands of Hadigya. And the conversation with the waiter Haz this morning about his life on the island—the way his eyes teared up when he told me how beautiful his three-year-old daughter is and how she can’t get enough chocolate. And the cats everywhere. They seem to belong to the buildings rather than the people, lying long and lanky in a slice of shade created by a step or a wall.

Every evening at sunset in Stonetown, the island’s largest city, a group of teenage boys takes turns racing full speed at the cement ramparts that separate the land from the sea. They jump over the barrier and dive, flip, bellyflop, cannonball, or twirl into the water. As they launch into the air, their arms and legs flail wildly. There is usually no attempt at grace or form. It’s the happiest display of diving I’ve ever seen. They don’t ask for money from the crowd that gathers. They’re just plain having fun, playing with the rim of this island that’s their home.

Stonetown’s alleyways and streets are slender and serpentine, and it’s a pleasure to see where they lead. It’s never anywhere that spectacular, but there are small surprises: A group of young, veiled Muslim girls playing on a stone wall, laughing, being tomboys. The frame of a wooden door so carved with flowers and Arabic script that no smooth surface is left. An old man sitting the shade who greets me with “Karibuni,” (welcome).

We came to Zanzibar just in time for the Sauti za Busara music festival, a five-day celebration of African sounds that brings artists from all over the continent. A couple nights ago we saw a 90-something-year-old woman named Bi Kidude sing traditional taarab and unyago songs. Taarab is a Swahili genre that’s extremely popular on Zanzibar and often performed by a full orchestra at weddings. Unyago is associated with female coming-of-age ceremonies. The music’s rhythms are said to teach women how to please their husbands (in bed). Bi Kidude, who is so old she doesn’t even remember what date she was born, sang with passion and zest. The entire crowd gravitated toward the stage to take pictures of this still-burning star.

In a way, Bi Kidude is a perfect representative of Zanzibar, an island that’s so ancient and rich with stories that it’s become a kind of legend. But it’s not a two-dimensional postcard. It’s still very alive. It’s a bit dirty. It’s hot. Teenagers go wild at night. Old women sing sultry songs. And I never want to leave.

6 Comments
Jad Davenport
2/23/2012 06:59:40 am

These are fun stories, Jennica, nicely done. And the opening image of Hadigya is beautiful. What an adventure you guys are having! Safe travels.

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Jennica
3/9/2012 04:10:16 am

Thank you so much, Jad! I really treasure the compliments from a writer and photographer as talented as you are!

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Carren link
2/23/2012 01:33:06 pm

Zanzibar sounds amazing and you've captured its color and rich culture with your words. Thanks to you, I now have another place on my list of things to see.

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Jennica
3/9/2012 04:11:42 am

Thank you, Carren! I hope you'll get to go to Zanzibar someday. It truly is a magical place. What are the other top entries on your list of things to see?

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Carren link
3/9/2012 08:27:21 am

A lot, and the list grows longer every time I read. :) The glaciers in Patagonia, Argentina. The Holi festival of color in India. Machu Pichu....

Mya M link
10/5/2021 12:37:26 am

Thanks, great post.

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