We moved in with a local Muslim family for a week in a fishing village in Kizimkazi because we wanted to experience authentic African lifestyle.
We camouflaged ourselves with culturally appropriate clothing and we hopped on a speedy dalladalla minivan to Kizimkazi.
After two hours of driving, our Dalladalla driver dropped us on a small road near a small village.
The mother of the family Aisha came to greet us and we walked with her to her home, where we will be staying for one week.
The house is a very modest one, made from stone and brick.
There is a chicken in the living room.
There are only two doors in this house, one for the entrance and one for our room. For the rest of the doorways there are only curtains.
Wind passes through the house and gently flows the curtains. There is some space between the walls and ceiling so the wind flows through the house and keeps a constant pleasant temperature.
Aisha’s husband also lives here, who is a fisherman, and her mother and four children. The family doesn’t speak English.
For a toilet there is a hole in the ground and for showers there is a big bucket of water. We were a bit shy to go to the toilet with just a curtain for a door.
For food we have gotten rice, potatoes and bananas. Everything is eaten by hands, which is pretty damn difficult (especially rice). Perhaps we will master this in a week!
All of the villagers are curious and come to greet us happily. Children stare, smile and laugh. One small little girl was so scared that she burst into tears.
On our arrival we got quite an insane surprise!
We were able to take part in the Kizimkazi village community's large delightful Zanzibar wedding party.
We would never have believed that these ladies can shake their booties like this! We danced till our legs were aching in the centre of the village with all the happy African ladies and tried to sing along local folk music.
This is real life in Zanzibar!