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BUBUBU | DAR ES SALAAM 
 THE SERENGETTI | ARUSHA

The next leg of our honeymoon brought us into Stone Town, in Zanzibar, where we spent two glorious nights being treated like absolute kings at the Park Hyatt Hotel (a literal dream in every sense of the word!) And while the teeny-tiny, yet bustling, winding streets teeming with artists, cooks, and small shops alike, were slightly overwhelming at first (mostly in contrast to part I of our honeymoon, which you can read about here), it didn’t take long for us to get right into the swing of things.

With just two nights to tick off everything on our Stone Town bucket list, we quickly got to work. Between dining under the stars at Emmerson Spice (an experience I can’t recommend highly enough), braving the Forodhani Night market in search of Zanzibar pizza (verdict: odd but delicious), and stuffing our faces with chapatis and aloo gobi at Mah Shas Allah Cafe, it’s safe to say we definitely weren’t hungry at any point (not that that stopped us from gorging on goodies hourly).

In addition to eating our way through the city, which is basically my favourite way to experience most destinations, we also made sure to visit the Cathedral, and the Slave Market Memorial, which I can’t recommend highly enough. And while it admittedly feels odd to recommend a Slave Market Memorial, which depicted the sordid, not-so-distant, past of the East African Slave Trade in vivid and gruesome detail, Zanzibar has a very rich history, and I’ve always been of the belief that education is king. Because with education comes compassion, understanding, and real change. And while I like to think of myself as pretty worldly, it was an eye opener, and an experience I’m really grateful to have had. And I’m already daydreaming on how I, too, can help in one way or another (and perhaps, for now, it’s just through spreading awareness?)

Much like our stay in Bububu, we worked with Booking.com for this leg of the trip as well, and the whole experience from beginning to end was flawless. From our sweet attendant, Nelson, who insisted on walking over to the ferry terminal to pick up our ferry tickets himself, to finishing each evening on the patio, cocktail in hand, overlooking the Indian Ocean, it was literal perfection. 

And while we are not opposed to roughing it when we travel, I will admit, however, that it was quite nice to have a next-level-beautiful “home” to retreat to at the end of the long, hot, days of meandering. My heart, you guys, was full to bursting at any given moment. Stone Town is uniquely special, and I cannot wait to visit again one of these days. 

ps: If you missed it, and are interested, I did save all of my Tanzainia stories under an instagram highlight (which you can check out here). 

To read past travel posts, head over here!  | To read part I of our honeymoon diaries, head over here!