It's our last day in Zanzibar, very strange and sad seeing as I finally feel like I am getting to know the place. Tonight, our homestay mom is taking us to go get our hands henna -ed ! Yay! Last nigt we had the most amazing dinner with them (the family that speaks english, not the grandma's whose house we sleep at who speaks none) and it was some of the most amazing food I have ever had - everything was homemade, even the mango chile and the bread. My homestay father decided my Zanzibari name is Mariam because Nadine is too difficult to say.

For independent research day, a couple of us went up to Nungwi, one of the biggest tourist areas. The hotels were absolutely mind blowing - so many, so fancy, and expensive! There is a large wall in between the village and the hotels - mzungu's (white people) on one side and swahili on the other. The villagers have to walk 20 minutes for water cause the hotels have run all the wells dry, and one hotel had an outdoor shower for each bungalow. We felt like we fit in more with the local people than the tourists - or like we really didnt fit in anywhere. The people in the village were so nice and wonderful - I think they loved us cause we actually try to speak swahili and wear kangas instead of bikini's. On the tourist side, there is lobster for $29 dollars, and on the swahili side, chapati and ugale for 300 shilling, 29 cents. We took the most intense dalla dalla ride to get there - a small truck had 23 adults, two toddlers, many chickens, eggs, and sugar cane on the roof. The drive was completely beautiful - villages, people, trees, farms.

Now we are off to the north to see coffee, sisal, "wild wild africa", mt kiliminjaro, and the masaai.