Makonde wisdom on Zanzibar Island
Friday, March 30th, 2007I woke up early the next morning for my third long-travel-day in a row. I was told to be waiting for the bus by 7, so I woke up at 6, packed and sat in the bus staging area (an open area surrounded by shops). I used the morning to study a little of Swahili, starting with the numbers – the most important thing to know of any language. I also learned the word for eggs – mayai (pronounced “my eye”), thanks to the little boy with the raspy voice screaming it repeatedly in an effort to sell his boiled goods. Buses came and went, and I was quick to learn that all of the buses headed to Dar es Salaam were starting in the town I had left the afternoon before…so much for the head start I was looking for.
Tania