Louisa, Ale, and Mahimbo showing off his wedding ring.
My last day on this gorgeous island was far too short. I spent the entire morning worrying about making it back to Dar Es Salaam
in time to get on my 9am flight from Dar to Heathrow and drove everyone mad in the process. In this part of the world, I neither felt comfortable nor did I see it necessary to rush people or insist on my way. I really felt that a laid back, generous manner would leave an imprint in people's memories that would allow them the independance to do things correctly. I realize that's a lot of faith, but I haven't necessarily been proved wrong yet.
Mahimbo took Ale, Louisa and I to this gorgeous "private" beach near Paget, but in a much more secluded, non-touristy area.
The beach view from the Hakuna-something Lodge.
The sand, if possible, was even softer and cleaner. The vistas were breath-taking and the hut/lounge was first class. The girls took off to get some Henna done and I saw one of the omnipresent "massage parlors" that every hotel boasts. It is literally a cushioned massage table dragged under a hut. Man am I glad I never got a massage there, as I would have needed the person to wash their hands, apply extremely pure oils or lotion so that I don't have an allergic reaction. The henna was very dark and 7 days later still visible, but unfortunately got a bit smeared on the taxi ride to the airport.
I think my favorite part of this excursion was hearing Mahimbo talk about Ale and relationships in general to Louisa. Louisa would make an excellent reporter as she asks very frank questions and is completely honest about her point of view and all the trappings of her own culture.
Hard to see, but one of those special moments where Mahimbo and Ale are laughing with each other.
She asked about the cultural/ethnic differences between the two and if this was something that they found problems with and Mahimbo diplomatically replied that Ale was a very unique person, and their experiences gave them a foundation and commonality that was rare. He said "I think it would have been very difficult for Ale to find an Italian that suited her!" And since we all know Ale, he was completely correct. I feel the same way for myself sometimes. As much as I am able to truly admire people for their positive qualities (I rarely see the negative ones until they come up and smack me in the face), there is a laundry list of experiences that have made me a particularly unique individual. I think more and more that I will eventually leave this country, as this rat race has exhausted me at a young age.
One of the things that I came away from Africa with is the powerful notion that I can't take anything with me when I'm gone. The only things that you can impress upon the world are your legacy and what you give back. My car (and holy moly did I miss my car!), my little luxuries - though they made me comfortable in this lifetime, they are ultimately just baggage.