I am living directly at the port in a simple hotel in Zanzibar, on the waterfront with the daily hustle and bustle sounds of moving cargo, men at work and calls to prayer. The air is hot, humid and thick. It is a blessing when the ocean breezes kick up. It is the beginning of the wet season so it rains almost every morning.
The fairy horn blows often, announcing its delivery of passengers from Dar es Salaam, the mainland capital of Tanzania. I am here on a six month Fulbright teaching and research scholarship with a focus on micro-enterprise development. Let me tell you about my first full day on the island.