Priest. West Meket, Ethiopia.
When I was in Dar es Salaam, Tanzania, earlier this year I took a cheeky shot of a ‘tired mechanic’. It was early in the morning and most people were bright and bubbly, enjoying the cool start of the day. This guy had perhaps not had the benefit of a good night’s sleep and was enjoying a short nap in his tyre-chair.
A stone house with a tin roof and maybe, one day, some glass windows.
Unguja Island, the largest island of the Zanzibar Archipelago, is according to Tripadvisor, a ‘breathtaking spot to escape the world’. And so it is. The East coast has beautiful white palmtree-lined beaches, a coral reef and warm waters. The tourists flock to the resorts, enjoy the watersports or laze by the pools, eat the gourmet food and drink bottled water. If it gets a little hot they turn on the air conditioning and or a fan. One can indeed escape.
In the sandy streets behind the beach, are many small villages where life is different. For them ‘escaping the world’ might mean something else.
But the right kind of tourism and development might mean that one day these kids get a decent education and one day perhaps a window with glass in it.
From the dusty red earth, through the flower heads of sisal, the Uluguru Mountains break into the clouds.