Hakuna Matata. Part 8. Quintessence. Kendwa and Nungwi
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I said that the most wonderful was our second day, which overshadowed everything and everything. But I was wrong. The most wonderful, the most beautiful, the most pleasant, the most interesting and in general the most-most magnificent was this 7th day. March 6. Today, the splendor went through the roof!
I woke up at dawn. I went out to the balcony - and there it just begins! I jump into shorts and run to the beach.
While I ran, the colors thickened.
Never before have I seen SUCH sunrises.
And everyone is sleeping) They don’t know what show they are showing here)
I'm just kicking myself on the wrist so as not to upload here all a hundred photos of this most beautiful Zanzibar morning.
Here and the husband has already woken up. Cucumber! He lay down - he says. I gave him paracetamol for the night, maybe that's why the mess is over. Well, there was nothing. False alarm?
Let's go to Kendwa Beach, hooray!
We drive for quite a long time, but the road is mostly good. Nice road I would say.
Kendwa
The last section is the primer sharply down. We did not even try to conquer it back, we went around the other way.
We pass through a large hotel (poker face at the entrance and no one asks questions). . .
. . . and we end up on an absolutely magnificent beach!
The water is blue! Not turquoise, but sky blue, the color of blue glass. Transparent! Even the surf does not raise much turbidity.
There is a slight wind, it carries fragments of algae, as if somewhere nearby the leaves are falling into the water. It doesn’t irritate much, as it falls sparsely) There is a small wave, more precisely, a slight swaying.
There is a special pleasure to swim in the blue water - it is gentle as a cloud. And here also the temperature and the depth are comfortable. I didn't want to get out of it at all.
but you can’t swim for a long time under the scorching sun, we lay down on the sand, under a tree, to rest.
And then acrobats appeared on the beach)
Like real circus performers, they show complex tricks.
Very cool!
As soon as the acrobats finished their performance, the beachgoers began to disperse. Nearby, under a canopy, loungers were freed. We - "pokerface" - are shifting there.
Well, we already have a free sunbed, an incredible sea splashes nearby, snow-white sand adds bounce to the landscape, lie down and rejoice. But, of course, I don't. I leave my husband on the sunbed, I myself go to look around.
First I pass in one direction,
not far at all. But somehow pointless.
I return to my husband and ask him to accompany me to the rocks and further, to the restaurant on the water. But my husband categorically wants to lie down, and tries to dissuade me: they say, there are waves, there is no passage under the rocks, you still can’t go to the restaurant. Why roam in this heat?
I'm going by myself. Firstly, according to the Tides app, the tide is low, which means that by the time I reach the rocks, it may already be possible to pass there calmly and then I will have a lot of time to return back. Secondly, I came to Kendwa specifically to see these rocks. And thirdly, I can't lie on the beach. It's terribly boring. All people relax in different ways, for me just lying on a sun lounger is almost unbearable. And around everything is unknown, untouched, unphotographed. How to lie?
I'm walking slowly. There is a passage under the rocks.
The tide has just begun, the water is still beating against the wooden beams of the stairs and into the rocks, and it's very beautiful!
In general, walking here is very pleasant, the rocks provide shade, the sea brings coolness. Rocks in places are generally the most beautiful!
But further, to the restaurant, open area. The sun is already high, I even think about whether to return to me, but I really want to get closer to the restaurant.
Near the restaurant there is a shadow from the bridge, I sit there for a long time, resting.
It is abandoned, just a beautiful structure, which is probably in disrepair, otherwise it would work. I think so.
The water is pure, there are not even "leaves". Golubaaaa! Just the essence of relaxation! Local Maldives) How to get out of here? ))
But I don't dare to swim, I'm afraid to throw my phone and glasses. I didn't even take my pareo with me. I go into the water with the phone, knee-deep. Well!
And people come up, bathe.
On the way back, however, I attach my goods near some guards, and quickly dip. This is pure bliss! Nobody around. You and the ocean Only the sun bakes very much)
I understand that it's time to speed up, my husband is probably worried.
When I approach my husband,
he is already furious :
- You've been walking for so long, I thought you suddenly became ill, in such and such a sun, but I can't even call you!
- Why can't you?
You don't have internet!
- But I have roaming if you miss me a lot! ))
We always depend on the person with whom we went on vacation, we adapt to him and incline him to adapt to us, we are looking for a compromise, because it is almost impossible to find a person who would have exactly the same interests as ours, and so that he doesn’t piss me off on the road) For me, the ideal travel companion is my husband, he shares my interests, relies on my experience, doesn’t argue which way to go and always boils for anything, except for a hunger strike. And it doesn't annoy me. But this is when he is healthy and he has enough energy to adapt. But when he is sick, he becomes harmful and stubborn. And annoying.
I'm going to lie down, rest, but my husband is already wound up, everything is not right for him.
It's time to change the location) We are going and going to Nungwi to swim with turtles.
Barak Aquarium
Now, if all Zanzibar entertainments are ranked in the rating of pleasures, then swimming with turtles will be in the first place. But I didn't want to go there. I watched “Eagle and Tails”, which says that turtles bite and scratch, and didn’t want to at all) Then I think, okay, just let’s see that’s all)
But, even though there were practically no people who wanted to swim, and those who were, periodically screamed in fear, we nevertheless climbed into the water to the turtles.
How cool they are!
At first we just swam, then we snorkeled, then we took pictures. Then they swam again, then dived again.
In addition to turtles, there are a lot of different fish, but the water is muddy, you need to swim close to them.
Swimming time is not limited, so we swam there almost until the evening. If they didn’t want to eat very much, they would still swim) My mask was imprinted on my face, I walked like this for two more days)
Turtles didn't bite or scratch. They swam close, close, rubbed like cats, but did not purr) And how beautiful they are!
You can sit in the gazebo and just watch. But swimming with them is an incredible, inexpressible pleasure. If you're in Zanzibar, don't miss the turtles!
On the territory there is a shower, which is very important.
Nungwi
We didn't even have questions about where to eat.
Most travelers advise a cafe on the square - N&J cafe.
It's full of people. Dust pillar. They cook for a long time. But delicious. And the prices are good. I would say that a good cafe, if not come there again...
After eating, we go for a little swim in the sea.
Nungwi has turquoise water. Also beautiful, but not the same as on Kendwa. Lighter, right? But algae don't swim at all.
We settled in the shade, under a canopy, we rest.
And the massai walk and walk,
wear and wear... The head is spinning. And not only massai. There are many local guys who sell and impose their services. Objections are not accepted. It seems that a cool coach once drove here and taught them how to work with objections.
I already have these massai-non-massai in my liver, honestly. But I understand them. Where else to earn money? The country is not rich, many live on the verge of poverty. And then suddenly a tourist boom. How not to shake the rich Pinocchio?
My husband, out of the kindness of his heart, suffered, but endured. And I. . . was not openly rude, but sometimes you really want to nail them to send them! They just go into your mouth like those flies in Paj. You get tired of slacking off.
We returned home late. Well how!
The access road to the hotel is unpaved, leading sharply down. . .
. . . a bit broken, but beautiful!
Well, dirt roads in Zanzibar are usually heavy everywhere. Although sharp stones do not stick out of the ground, and thanks for that.
How to get here in the rainy season is unknown)
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