You can follow me, but my journey is too long

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Zanzibar is a magical place. You forget the time here and maybe even what day it is. The only thing you need to remember is what time is low and high tide.
It's only understandable though, people here live of fishing and collecting seafood for their family, village or business. 
This woman comes here every day in a low tide to collect her seaweed. She has set up a little farm with stick and ropes wrapped around them to catch seaweed. Over the time, seaweed starts growing on them too. We asked her if anyone else can collect seaweed from this place: "No, everyone knows this is my spot"
While traditionally men fish or hunt octopuses, women collects oysters, wild clams, cockles and also seaweed.
This is Boti ya ngarawa (boat in Swahili) traditional for Zanzibar. It takes 4-5 men & 3weeks of hard work to build it from mango trees. This boat which was 11 years old was named Pole sana (which in this case means very slowly).
Going against the wind
While Chacha was hunting for octopus, Rama dived in with a snorkel to catch some fish.
She said " You can follow me but my journey is too long"
To find an octopus under a rock, which is covered with sand and seashells is a true art. Even once found, they make it very difficult for the hunters to get them from underneath. To kill an octopus quickly, they place spear close to their mouth to irritate the tentacles (so they will try to grab on what ever is there. They will open up this way, to make it easier for the men pierce them with it). Afterwards is just really quick process of getting the ink and the insides out.
Today wasn't too good for anyone. It was windy and the sea was wild, Chacha only caught 3 of them but no complaints. The sea gives you one day a lot and next day not.
It was time to go...
On the way back, the wind was blowing in our favour so it was easier for the men to put up the sail, just lay back and relax

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