Day 12 (July 15) – Dolphins, Dhows & Kendwa Beach In the morning, Michelle and Tristan set out with Captain Barnaba to snorkel and chase dolphins, laughing as the pods surfaced and darted around the boat. The rest of us walked toward Kendwa Beach, when a sudden tropical downpour swept through—here one moment, gone the next. At Kendwa, Kaitlin had her hair braided while we browsed beachside stalls run by women selling colorful beaded bracelets and necklaces. Later, we returned to Kilindi, where the afternoon slowed into lazy hours by the pool. As the sun began to sink, we boarded a traditional wooden dhow and sailed into the horizon, the sky melting into shades of gold and rose. Dinner was on the beach—fresh lobster, toes in the sand, waves rolling in the dark. At midnight, our private transfer arrived to take us to Zanzibar Airport, the journey’s end quietly unfolding under the island stars. Day 4 (July 8) – From Tarangire to the Crater’s Edge We left Tarangire behind this morning,...
Day 6: Into the Heart of the Kasbahs — From Dunes to Dramatic Gorges We rose before dawn, the desert still wrapped in silence and stars. The air was crisp, the sky a canvas of deep indigo slowly giving way to shades of gold and rose. As we climbed back onto our camels, the only sounds were the soft crunch of sand beneath padded feet and the gentle whisper of wind over the dunes. At the crest of a ridge, we paused—and there it was: sunrise over the Sahara . It wasn’t just beautiful; it was soul-stirring. The dunes blushed with morning light, shifting from bronze to fiery orange. Shadows danced. Time stood still. It felt as though the desert was breathing with us—alive with something ancient and eternal. We returned to camp for a traditional Berber breakfast: warm bread, honey, fresh dates, and mint tea that tasted like sunshine in a glass. After breakfast, we bid farewell to our camels, our hosts, and the magical slice of Morocco that had taken root in our hearts. Back in our 4x4s,...