Snorkels and Spices: The Multi-Sensory Paradise Island
Located in the Indian Ocean off the coast of Tanzania, with its tropical climate, palms trees, white sand beaches, turquoise waters and coral reefs, the Zanzibar archipelago is visually a travel agent's dream location providing the perfect photo-opportunity for marketing purpose for holiday companies to use to tempt us to go ahead and book our next break. Beyond such idyllic images though, which can sometimes become stored within the visual mind to the extent that we may feel the 'wish we were there' mentality on a cold and rainy day, there is a whole other sensory aspect of a place which the limitations of images and videos only having sight and sound can't replicate.
Freddie Mercury House, Stonetown |
As a person with Asperger's Syndrome who practices mindfulness exercises, something that I have noticed while travelling in recent years is how much deeper I feel my sensory experience is of where I visit, often to he extent that I feel that I am able to recall the experience in a sensory way through the uniqueness of the different touches, tastes, aromas and sounds, as well as visually through different shades and colours. Being in touch with the sensory experiences also enables me to experience at first hand the geological profile and horticultural textures where I am, allowing for a multi-sensory experience.
Arriving in Stonetown on the archipelago's main island Uguja (often informally referred to as Zanzibar), navigating through the various bazaars and narrow alleyways adorned with the famous ornate Zanzibar doors, is the first sign to the visitor that this is an island of many contrasts. Probably the best known example of Stonetown's elaborate carved doors, which often served to show wealth and status of its occupants, is that which serves as the entrance to where legendary Queen frontman Freddie Mercury, born Farrokh Bulsara in Zanzibar in 1946, lived before his family left for the UK during the 1963 Zanzibar Revolution which saw the overthrow of the ruling Omani Sultanate. Both the island's distant and more recent past can be seen in Stonetown's architecture and its multi-ethnic population. But where it can be sensed on a deeper level though is through an experience of Zanzibar's most famous export, spices. Being located in a tropical region close to the volcanic activity to the the Great Rift Valley and to dormant volcanoes in close proximity of one another including, the Ngorongoro Crater, Mount Kenya and my old friend Mount Kilimanjaro, a legacy of highly fertile soil gives Zanzibar habitat needed for a variety of different spices to grow.
Tangawizi Spice Garden |
Whereas I had seen how the Great Rift Valley's geological activity had likely played a part in human evolution, during a tour of Zanzibar's spice gardens, I was also to find how it had enabled a supply of something which was to become highly sought after by humanity as more than just a means for human sensual desire but also as a status symbol. Since spices can only grow in tropical climates, those outside the tropics who wanted them had to import them. Whereas in the 21st century with the convenience of global express delivery services we are used to being able to buy spices in supermarkets or online, to those in 16th century Europe, obtaining spices usually meant life-risking expeditions of many months at sea sailing through storm-prone regions, many of which never returned. This made spices so elusive that they were traded on a par with gold.
Spices were introduced to Zanzibar by the ruling Persian Zenj Sultanate in 975AD whose dealings across the Indian ocean with Chinese traders brought lemongrass, chili, cacao, cinnamon, saffron and cardamon and cloves to the island. Whereas on most farms and plantations, there is a lot of regimentation as to rows of what is grown where. But on a Zanzibar's Tangawizi spice farm though, a short drive outside of Stonetown there is very little such order and it is much more random as to what taste or experience you are going to encounter which often helps enhances the quality of the multi-sensory experience that awaits the visitor, especially the variety sensations experienced through taste, smell and touch.
The first spice I was introduced to was Achiote, which is used to make red war paint and lipstick. I experienced such a pleasant sensation of smoothness when applying it to my forehead. The next pleasant sensation I was the experience was the smell of lemongrass. Though I had previously tasted lemongrass in various Far Eastern meals, I felt that I also got to experience its medicinal qualities when opening to its pleasant effect on my breathing. Tasting spices brought different sensations to the tongue, including the pleasant savoury flavour of pepper and the slightly sweeter flavour of cinnamon. But the one which made the biggest imprint on my senses though was vanilla. A climbing plant that can only be grown in tropical climates, its distinctive aroma together with the tropical heat made me hungry for ice cream!
Vanilla pods growing |
Clear waters viewed from Prison Island |
The wonderful hospitality and intoxicating tastes and smells I had experienced on my first day on the Spice Island made me feel like I was in a multi-sensory paradise. But underneath the paradise flavours and sights of Zanzibar, its history has a darker side. The present-day sights of dhow sailing boats with their distinctive slanted triangular sails sailing in and out of the port at Stonetown to the modern tourist serve as ferries between Ugaja and some of the smaller islands of the archipelago, diving trips and sunset cruises. But in the 17th century, by which time the archipelago was ruled by the Omani Sultanate, they served a far less pleasant purpose. The spice trade, whose sensory delights I had had the pleasure of experiencing earlier, also brought with it a cruel trade, slavery with slaves, many of whom were captured from the East African mainland, before being sold and crammed into dhows with no regards for health and taken to Zanzibar to work on the spice farms. Zanzibar's slave trade was abolished in 1876, largely enabled by advancements brought by the Industrial Revolution that gradually made their way to the island.
Prison Island's oldest resident, a 192-year-old giant tortoise |
Kendwa |
Gearing up for scuba diving |
Sponges |
Putting on scuba gear, including the wetsuit, oxygen tank, mouthpiece and weights is quite a skill in itself and served a similar purpose to mindful yoga in taking up different body postures to get geared up, including forming an 'S' shape. One underwater, with mouthpiece fitted, my breathing became much more noticeable in that I could really feel my lungs working against the pressure of the surrounding weight of the water, as well as being able to hear it distinctly coming in and out of the mouthpiece. The water's weight also enabled me to notice the work involved what I needed to do to stay level underwater and avoid coming into contact with the marine life unfolding before me eyes.
Angel Fish |
Viewing the marine life of the archipelago was a multi-sensory experience of a different kind. Whereas the spice garden tour had been a multi-sensory experience involving touch, taste and smell, viewing Zanzibar's coral reefs was a multi-coloured visual experience seeing the many species of fish native to the archipelago, including black and white striped razor fish, bright yellow damsel fish, multiple colours of clownfish and the distinctively triangle shaped angel fish. Meanwhile, the many different species of corals, together with the tubular shapes of the sponges add a multi-coloured background to the scene. After the dive, I had a little reminder from my previous experience of just how hard the experience is on your ears!
Sunset at Kendwa |
Perhaps the best visual experience
though I was to enjoy at Kendwa was the beautiful sunset seen from a cruise in
around the area, while the silhouetted elegant triangular-shaped sails of dhows
looking like angel wings descending down on the horizon completed the heavenly
scene. The most remarkable aspect though of my visit to Zanzibar I felt was the
incredibly wide-ranging multi-sensory experience to be had in a small geographical
space. There are obviously so many different spices for the visitor to
experience in this part of the world complimented so well by the wonderful
hospitality of its people. But the spice that sums up the multi-sensory
experience of Zanzibar though is a metaphorical one as expressed in William
Cowper's famous poem of 1785 – variety!
Special thanks to our spice guides and host family for a wonderful culinary experience, to Scuba Do's diving instructors for their help and to our fantastic Absolute Africa Guide Manache Nicklaa for his help in arranging the activities while in Zanzibar.
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