The funny thing is Prison Island was never actually used as a prison. It was built to be a prison, but ended up being used as a quarantine area for the Spanish Flu and yellow fever. Later, four endangered tortoises from Seychelles were brought there are a sanctuary. There are now 125 tortoises living on Prison Island.
They write their age on their back.
The island also holds a hotel and a restaurant. Towards the rear of the island there is a spectacular view.
We proceded back to Stonetown and received a guided tour. Stonetown is composed of a maze of alleys, littered with mosques and numerous shops in which you can bug anything from jewelry to art to clothing.
I purchased this lovely painting to add to my world art collection:
We also explored the markets. The meat and fish markets were the most interesting. I just have to say that since I have been back I have not touched meat. The meat market traumatised me. Cow heads, hearts, livers and cow skins, strewn all over the place disgusted me. Men had their feet proped up next to the merchandise and the flies were turning up.
I tend to buy black and white art because I am not sure what I will have in the future and what I will have in terms of decor. Nevertheless, when I got home and hung this piece I wish it had a little more color.
Stonetown was the home of the last known slave market. Slaves were bought and traded to the Middle East. Where the slave market once resided there is now an Anglican Church.
All in all I loved Zanzibar and I am so happy that I had a chance to go.
Once again thank you for reading and please feel free to leave a comment, I would love to know who actually reads this mess.