From Stonetown to Nungwi

The guys left this morning for the perfect beaches on the northern most tip of Zanzibar. A place called Nungwi. I had stayed behind as I was having a few money issues (I couldn't get any out) which needed resolving, and I also still had an Indian Visa to obtain. Last nights evening activities had unearthed a rumour that Zanzibar had it's own Indian consulate, and today I was going to find it.

By midday I had obtained some cash and located the Consualte. It was indeed there and, joy of joys, they were able to issue Indian Visa's to UK passport holders. However this was going to take 4 working days. Thats Tuesday, my flight is on Wednesday. Nothing like the last minute is there. Looks like I'm stuck on Zanzibar for almost a week! I can think of worse places to be stuck.

By 2pm I was in a Matatu on my way up to Nungwi. I spent most of the trip comparing stories with other East African backpackers, and the journey flew by. When I finally reached the beach I arrived to find not only Giles, Ferg and Katie, but Tess, Tim, Laura and Vikki too. A mini Quest reunion. How cool.

We finished the day in a very cool open air bar called Bawa Willys. The place has thatched umbrellas, swings at the bar and beds to lay on. Such a good idea. Perfect for watching the sunset, even better with a cocktail. But only one; I'm on a budget.