Is this the real life, is this just fantasy…

We have finished our safari and took a plane to Zanzibar, a Tanzanian island.

We spent 4 nights in a guesthouse in the village of Jambiani where we spent most of our time relaxing, soaking up the sun, and watching the life on the beach unfold.

During our stay we became friends with the resident dog of our guesthouse. We named her “Freddy” after her more famous island countryman. She latched on to us after joining us for a 2 hour walk up the coast on the first morning.

On day 3, we got up before dawn and headed out on a boat tour.

We were supposed to snorkel with the Dolphins but there were a couple of things that made us wary. First of all there was no guarantee that we were even going to see Dolphins, and secondly we were told that if there were too many boats like ours, that the Dolphins could feel harassed. The idea was to get out earlier than anyone else, snorkel with some amazing animals and then return to shore.

After 2 hours of motoring around we still hadn’t seen hide nor blowhole of them.

We decided to head back to shore but wouldn’t you know it, along the way we finally ran into some Dolphins… As did the other 20+ boats that were out that morning.

It was a sight to behold. The Dolphins would surface, boats would rush in, sun burnt tourists would dive in and the Dolphins would disappear. And repeat. I actually never did jump in. I was kind of disgusted with the whole thing. I’d like to think that the Dolphins were the ones in control. Maybe they enjoyed playing the cat and mouse game. Regardless, we didn’t want to be part of the gross display of humans and headed for home.

On our final morning in Jambiani, we said goodbye to Freddy and headed to Stone Town, the birthplace of Freddy Mercury.