Arriving for the first time in Malawi, we were thoroughly knackered and looking forward to the soothing relaxed pace.
Arriving in Nungwi at the northern tip of Zanzibar provided one of the truly ‘wow’ moments of the African leg of our travel thus far. With sand so blindingly white and crystal clear aquamarine waters, it is one of few places in the world that looks exactly as it does in glossy travel brochures. With a full two weeks to appreciate its beauty, we quickly settled into a proper holiday routine and found ourselves slowing down to sloth speed.
Zanzibar is a semi autonomous island nation off the coast of Tanzania. This beautiful Islamic island is the birth place of two extremely successful things – Swahili and Freddie Mercury.
If you’ve ever heard about the safety records of African airlines, you will understand why I was slightly nervous about flying Rwandair. Fortunately my concerns were completely unfounded, and both the flight and the accompanying service were flawless. Flying into Tanzania’s Kilimanjaro airport we had a stunning view of one of the eponymous mountain’s smaller siblings, Mount Meru, poking through the cloud cover. Almost clear, but not quite. This turned out to be a sign of the week to come.
Rwanda is not a country many people know too much about. Infamous world wide for it’s somewhat recent genocide, and famous as home to some of the last wild mountain gorillas on Earth. Most couldn’t tell you much more, but as always I had one burning question… “What kind of beer do they drink?” Armed with a fistful of Francs and a thirst, I decided to find out.