The people of Zanzibar know how to be resilient. Life isn’t easy in the myriad of remote villages which fringe the coastlines of these tiny islands. The road network often consists of little more than a few muddy tracks, and the comforts of modern life, which most of us take for granted, simply don’t exist. Any yet the people who live there wouldn’t have it any other way.
“This is home. I’ll never leave.” is what Miriam, one of those residents, told me when I met her walking the beach near where she lived.
She explained that they had everything they needed, rich soil to grow food, good friends to laugh with, and a close knit community where neighbours look of for each other. “Why would anyone want more?” she asked.
She has a point.