Intricately carved door.

We went on a walking tour of Stone Town this morning. Once again, the sights, sounds, and smells were more interesting than the narrative. From that, one can certainly infer that we weren’t crazy about the tour guide.

Fruit vendor.

Buying roasted corn.

After, we had a few hours to browse around town. Eron used the time to get some red mendhi added to her hands, while Roger enjoyed a cigar and shot photos of the local street life.

Happy girl.

Playing Bao.

Getting goods to market.

Stone Town style delivery trucks.

We caught the ferry back to Dar in the afternoon. While the outgoing trip had been relatively smooth, this return trip nearly turned into the vomit comet. The ferry was tossed around in the swells, up and down and side to side. A number of our group were green around the gills. Of course, Roger slept through all of it.

We reunited with Will and Ebron back and the Sunrise Camp and enjoyed a quiet evening.