Zipping through Zanzibar
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It was day 2 of our Overland Truck adventure and we were already ditching the truck and come to think of it, the land, as well. We were taking the ferry to a place whose very name conjures up mystery and exoticism, we were heading to Zanzibar. Our destined archipelago has been a part Tanzania since 1964, only before that time, there was no Tanzania. The mainland nation was called Tanganyika and only changed its name as a result of its merger with Zanzibar. In other words, Tanganyika + Zanzibar= Tanzania. I imagine this is something that Tanzanian schoolchildren learn pretty early on. Therefore, I am baffled as to why we had to undergo the full customs and immigration process both on entering and exiting Zanzibar City. It's still the same country! You would think that a nation that borders seven different countries would have sufficient real border crossings without having to implement an unnecessary fake one.