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It’s already 5 months since I returned from my ‘Trip of Lifetime’. I have not been completely idle in the interim but I can confess that, almost from the moment I landed in Heathrow to a fairytale snowscape on Christmas Eve, I have been planning my next ‘Great Escape’.
Don’t get me wrong. I love my home, my fantastic supportive family and lovely friends (I only have lovely friends, otherwise what’s the point!),  and it’s not like I haven’t had plenty to occupy me since I got home, but after a few days back in the routine I get itchy feet.  I do realise that I cannot continue to spend money without earning it but I am not anxious to return to corporate life and so take some time to focus on new career alternatives and avail myself of the external support my previous employers have been kind enough to provide. I am a gypsy at heart.  Consequently, I have spent time visiting family and friends who live that bit further away and who I didn’t have time to visit when I was working. I have even ventured to North America for a month, to do a little sales & marketing consultancy for a longstanding university friend in the aviation business. That was a great experience and learning about a new industry was fun and exciting, if a little daunting, in the time scale. I returned home certain in the knowledge that it is a direction I would much prefer to pursue, rather than a regular 9 to 5. 

In April, I celebrated a BIG BIRTHDAY but age is only a number and round numbers are worth celebrating. So I did, for a whole weekend and beyond. 
 I have more visits scheduled, to Ireland and Spain and many more I have promised to visit but still not scheduled. Still, it’s not enough. I miss the buzz of the unknown. My itchy feet demand adventure, new experiences, and even a little hardship to encourage me to appreciate what I have waiting at home.

Africa is calling and I cannot ignore her any longer..

R&R in Zanzibar

22/8/2011

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The tents are packed early and we say goodbye to Dickson for a few days. Whilst we enjoy a few days R&R in Zanzibar, he has some work to do on Kifaru. Kanyo has organised for tuktuks to take us and our luggage to the ferry and the race is soon on again as we exit the camp and take the rough track to the main road and down to the ferry.  I’m hanging on for dear life as we execute a wheely cutting across the traffic to join the road and I appreciate the signs.” Outside=Danger”. Our driver swiftly negotiates the entrance to the ferry, queue jumping successfully to ensure we are well placed for the race across town to our next ferry to Stone Town. Fortunately, we are taking the fast ferry so it will only take 2.5 hrs instead of the normal 8hrs of the overnight ferry. This is reputed to be a rough crossing so I am feeling a bit nervous despite the bright sunshine. The ferry is crowded and our rucksacks are grabbed from us and thrown over the side to be piled in a heap at the front of the boat. There’s a scramble for seats in the main lounge and anyone not fortunate enough to get one is forced to sit or lie down in the aisle. Today’s on board movie is a remake of the Karate Kid and it provides a distraction for the journey. Lucky for me, it’s a gentle crossing and we are there in double quick time. Unluckily for those watching the movie, we arrive 20 mins before the end and will never know if our hero wins the big fight or not..

We only have a brief time to check in to the hotel before our Spice Tour a few miles out of town. Our guide has arranged for us to have lunch at his home as it is Ramadan and difficult to get served in the daytime.  

After that we go to a spice plantation where we are shown how the spices are grown and processed. After dark, we wander down to the port side where there are all the stalls of the night food market. So many different things to choose from. We are spoilt for choice between the huge seafood kebabs or meat kebabs, pancakes ( called ‘pizzas’) stuffed with anything you want including the biggest bananas I’ve ever seen in my life! . . Half the fun is negotiating the price you’re ready to pay. Cane sugar drinks to wash it all down before heading to the beachside bar.

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    After 25 years of corporate travel in international sales and marketing, Vicki decided to chuck in her job and swapped 5 star hotels for budget hostels, tents and  a sleeping bag as she travelled the world. She's never had so much fun. 

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