There is something disconcerting about watching a group of well-fed Italian ladies trundle down a white-sand beach in string bikinis while, in the same viewfinder, conservatively dressed Muslim women wade in the sea harvesting clams at low tide. But incongruity is the heart of life in this archipelago off Tanzania’s east coast.
We’d spent three days with Amon before he talked about the 1994 genocide.
This article is the first in a three-part series on Africa. The second instalment, The Mountain Gorillas of Rwanda, will appear on Saturday, Jan. 21. The third will appear on Saturday, Feb. 4.
A reluctant admission: British Columbia kicks Alberta’s butt.
