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Spices, Music and the Sea: What Makes Us Zanzibari
In Zanzibar, identity doesn’t live in words. It lives in the senses. The way clove oil stains your fingers after harvest. The hum of an oud string drifting through an open window in Stone Town. The salt on your tongue when a ngalawa cuts across the shallows. We are an island that has always moved through sound, scent and salt. Our roots are not stories in a book; they are recipes, rhythms and routes carved by the sea. The Music Music in Zanzibar is never just performance. It’
Rahim Saggaf
Nov 84 min read
Discovering the Rich Tapestry of Zanzibar's History
In the bend of every tide, you can hear the echo of a thousand footsteps of the first Zanzibar ancestors
gypseazanzibar
Aug 183 min read
Top 5 Reasons to Sail with Gypsea Sailing Zanzibar: Zanzibar’s Most Authentic and Intimate Boat Experience
If you're searching for something deeper than a day trip, something truly local, soulful, and far from the crowds, Gypsea Sailing Zanzibar offers a journey few get to experience. Aboard a traditional Swahili ngalawa, you’ll sail through turquoise waters guided by real Zanzibari seafarers, reconnecting with the island’s heritage and the rhythm of the ocean. Here are the top five reasons to choose Gypsea Sailing Zanzibar. This is a hidden gem for travelers seeking non-touristy
gypseazanzibar
Aug 74 min read
Discovering the Ngalawa Life: A Journey Through Zanzibar's Sailing Heritage
At the first hint of dawn, before the tide has finished pulling the night back into the deep, a child squats barefoot in the sand. The air i
gypseazanzibar
Jul 164 min read
How we eat
In the south of Zanzibar, far from the polished menus of resort kitchens, lunch begins with a walk. Mango trees heavy with fruit, wild lemongrass brushing against your ankles, and women weaving through the bush with baskets half-full—already halfway to a meal. Nothing is rushed. Octopus, still warm from the fire, is served beside jackfruit cooked in coconut cream, its sweetness cut by the salt of the sea air.
gypseazanzibar
Apr 232 min read
Tides of Jambiani
Just off the coast of Jambiani, the Ngalawa moves slowly, almost silently, over a glassy, retreating tide. Ahead, the sea peels back to reveal fleeting sandbanks, while behind, women in bright kangas tend to their seaweed lines in the shallows. There's no sound but water and the creak of wood. No schedule, no expectationjust the soft pull of being exactly where you are.
gypseazanzibar
Apr 232 min read
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