Posts Tagged 'market’

Every day I have to put forward a picture in this magazine and I guess surprise many of my readers from as far. Every day I walk through a world of markets that smells of dried fish and a strange life which spreads before me.

Police orders me to remove the turban, I seem suspect, inspected my passport and I wonder why I dress like those of Al-Qaeda; I answer that to hide from them. The cop looks at me dumbfounded, I suspect that neither of them really know what the fall-winter fashion Islamic terrorist half

Next to the Stone Town's Anglican Cathedral, under what is now a hostel, you can visit the cells where slaves were languishing thousands of Africans who were waiting to be sold and shipped to, eg, America or Asia. Zanzibar is the island of slavery, market where there were human beings […]