May 28, 2012 -
When I arrived at Pemba airport that afternoon a humid heat was welcoming me. The 1st thing that struck me was the airport it looked like one of these airports on a Greek island or in Spain many moons ago when I was a kid. The luggage clam area was very small I was standing 3rd row and could hardly see what was going on at the front. I had to wait there for quite some time my luggage was one of the last peaces to come out.
Outside I was surrounded by taxi drivers. They were by far more relaxed than the ones in South Africa. I tried to get...
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