Bongoyo

There is nothing that a day at the beach won't fix. Blue, blue sky with a couple of puffy clouds floating lazily by, azure waters and little thatched huts are all it takes to remember that the world is really a beeeauuutifoooool place. I think the sun's gone to my head coz I'm feeling uncharacteristically mellow and content!

The Engineer and I decided to go to Bongoyo Island today. I know I should have asked but I didn't so I don't know what Bongoyo means, if anything.

Aside from the people that we arrived with on the boat from the mainland, the beach was quiet and secluded...



This portion of the beach had some coral on it hence the rocky look but the rest of the was all golden and sandy.

We had the freshest fish and prawns EVER! I swear - you can taste the salt from the sea (in a good way!). Its grilled and served with chips, onions and salt. Yumalicious!

Its a tiny beach on Bongoyo and just a couple of thatched huts here and there for people to shelter under. On weekdays the huts free but on weekends its TSH5,000 (apprx USD5) for as long as you want it.

I eventually fell into a slumber under one of the thatched huts, lulled by the ocean beach and the gentle waves lapping on the shoreline.

Most of the touristy, tan-crazy westerners baked themselves in the sun but I opted to give skin cancer a miss and stayed in the shade. I'd forgotten my sunscreen, lah!

The Engineer and I are definitely going back but this time we'll be armed with sunscreen...