Sundeck

A day of two distinct halves. Actually three parts, if my ferry soaking (see below) is included.

I went with Robin, Kate and their kids to a nearby hotel which has a great pool to dive into and then to eat pizza and read next to.

On the ferry back to the mainland I sat in the section marked ‘sundeck’, but on this journey the experience was much more one of ‘get blasted by spray deck’ and I eventually, totally drenched, decided to move.

Back home in Dar es Salaam, I watched a lot of coverage of the racist riots in the UK, in which non-white people are being abused and attacked. I am appalled and ashamed. I can only hope it is a small but loud group of extremists, but I thought the country was past this kind of attitude. Although logically, with the constant stoking of anti-immigrant and islamophobic feeling, we should not be surprised that people feel emboldened to demonstrate their legitimate concerns.