Of Buses and Planes

Narrator: (Burl Ives is our ideal candidate)

And so, after already having spent over six weeks on the road, Jessica and Ben said goodbye to Uganda. Having booked two tickets on a comfortable bus (if that is indeed possible) our two determined travelers left Kampala for Nairobi, Kenya, en route to Arusha, Tanzania, a journey that would take them through two international borders (and their adjoining bureaucracy) and over 22 hours.

Apparently moving around quite often and lugging heavy backpacks are not two of their strong suits (or rather they are starting to feel older). Having been systematically worn down by the wear and tear of travel in East Africa, they decided to take the easy way out and fly to Zanzibar pointing to such illuminating statements as “I’m tired,” and “I don’t want to take a ten-hour bus ride and then the one hour ferry to Zanzibar”.

Now, we find our travelers relaxing in Old Stone Town, Zanzibar, where they are staying at the Flamingo Guest House – which shockingly does not resemble a flamingo at all or where there are any flamingoes in residence. Jessica and Ben have winding their way through the labyrinth of small streets that make up Old Stone Town (not to mention its ticks, touts, and trinket shops) and are enjoying the island for what it is.

Let us see what our dynamic duo is up to . . . (Fade to white)