Life and it’s mysterious adventure

by Peter Limu (Tanzania)

A leap into the unknown Tanzania

It’s December 2017 the most cherished Festival season and best holiday of the year, I was too broke to afford a tripe in my own country but little did I know there was a savior coming to rescue me from all the down moody times I were in without forgetting the rough year I had due to studies. Marie Salome Ninaa a twin sister of my own, one among the loving, caring friend I have in my life, she came back home for a two week vacation and asked me if I would love to Join her for a one week vacation to Zanzibar, she knew me well enough to notice the down side of me, owh what an angel she is. On Tuesday we boarded a boat to Zanzibar around afternoon hours. Zanzibar what a historical love story every soul that has been there would preach for years about it’s Swahili culture, from the food, the ancient Oman houses, the dress code and the rule of a sultan base law, what a breath taking world. It was 5pm when I received a call from my friends who needed help boarding a boat to Zanzibar little did they know I was already in the island, Jojo one among the best female friends I have ever come across, she shouted “ Peter are you really in Zanzibar “, I told her yes I’m, she responded with am one hour behind you please buy me some Konyagi, Konyagi is a local spirit one among the best with a 45% Alcohol volume. One hour later here she was standing next to me she said “ I hope we are going to have fun since this wasn’t planned “, we parted ways and agreed to meet up the next day in the evening. I had plans with my sister of visiting vast location the day was pretty stressful but fun enough. 2 days before new year, a lady I was flirting with called me and said, I heard you are with Jojo, couldn’t you guys put me in your plans, it was hectic to explain but at the end I told her to come on my expenses we were interested in each other so I had to man up and act responsibly, I two hours Caroline was in Zanzibar, she joined Jojo and we had plans of going to Kendwa Beach to spend our New Year’s Eve at a fool moon party . Only if we knew what Gods plans were for us, we started the day by going to a park with a bottle of alcohol I had to hide it in my pants since they don’t allow alcohol publicalt due to the nearly 80% Muslim faith covering the island, we ate and drunk, hours passed and it was almost 7pm when I received a call from a driver who was supposed to deliver a car we rented, we all took our belongings and stared a trip seeking fuel around the city but it turned out to be a bad luck since the whole town had no fuel, we agreed to change plans and went to an outer town club, it was all tuna and games Since we entered the club, it all went wrong when we started heading back to town around 4am, half way to town the car stopped we were all drunk the estimate we made about the round trip from town to the club was wrong, in the middle of no where with three females and two men who weren’t from that area it was a nightmare I will never forget, girls were crying and praying they don’t get raped, the other male friend was busy panicking, I was the only one who had the courage to take control of the situation, on that day love was found between me and Caroline but also we stayed safe all night till 6am where we took a cab back home and left the car where it was since there was no fuel in all the gas stations, this was one among the worst and best New Year I have ever had in my life. Thanks to life and it’s mysterious adventures.