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Going around the former slave market sight was hunting especially trying to imagine how fifty people were confined in a room so small that it would be classed as a child’s bedroom in the UK. The atmosphere was eerie, like spirits were never put to rest there and they were still calling for help as they were shackled together without food or water for three days before being sold off, if they were strong enough to still be alive. ‘Kumbukumbu Ya Historia Ya Watumwa’ means memory for the slaves.

A GIRAFFE… A GIRAFFE! At long last, hiding behind the tree. I never knew that they could camouflage themselves so well and if it wasn’t for our guide pointing it out, I would never have seen that beautiful animal with its long neck and bandy legs. “The battle cry of freedom” sound track kept playing around in my head as the jeep sped along the dusty ground disturbing a herd of Zebras and Impalas which ran away and disappeared from view within a matter of minutes. More Giraffe’s kept appearing, first there seemed to be one and then two appeared.

Equador and Galapagos islands trip:
I had never thought about travelling to the Galapagos before, I didn’t even know that much about it however last year when my sister dropped out of a trip booked for her and my brother to go to the Galapagos; I just couldn’t turn down the chance to travel.

After following the Trade Route through Zambia, Malawi and Mozambique we arrived in Tofo – a vibey coastal town with white beaches, warm waters, a small local market and, above all, ocean safari’s – the opportunity to go snorkelling with whale sharks!

We headed out to sea in search of one of these beautiful giants of the ocean. We were soon in luck and the captain gives his call for us to put on our snorkels and fins and dive overboard…