Sea somersaults of young men of Zanzibar. Journey to Africa 2018
If it weren't for the laudatory odes to Zanzibar, I wouldn't be stuck here for so many days. Boredom is hell. There is nothing attractive. Ordinary backward African country within Tanzania. Perhaps somewhere on the island there is a decent place for a high price, but to get to it you have to drive through a declining country. On the other hand, why fly so far for such money when there are decent places near Russia. Safaris in African parks are the same everywhere. They may object to me, they say, but what about beautiful photographs with such beautiful animals? Advertising can do anything, yes, and once in a while it doesn’t have to. Advertising can make candy out of crap.
Tonight, before eating on the embankment, I watched the sea somersaults of local guys. Some young men are interested in jumping into the ocean.
I remember myself in their years, so we didn’t get up like that, only the Black Sea is much cleaner than their Indian Ocean, although it is a port city with an oil industry. After two hours of demonstration jumping, I ordered soup nearby. One of the jumpers immediately approached me and told me that I should pay him for photographing his jumps. I answered him that he should pay me for posting his pictures on the site, since thousands of visitors to social networks will see his jumps. He will be seen by Russian girls who will fall in love with him, and in droves they will immediately fly here to him. You just buy a beautiful house, a cool jeep, and earn a lot of money, because our girls love a chic life, and they will not fly into poverty. He pondered my words for a long time, and then retired, apparently to get rich, and I ate the soup prepared for me with great appetite.
They should be given the salary of our athletes, then they became champions.
Flying five people. Master. I did not use doping, not like our athletes.
I didn't dare to swim here.
Beautiful flight.
