the search for owen meany

where did i leave you? oh yes, the mountain of wonder...
we then spent a fun filled day in the nairobi airport and arrived in zanzibar to a less than promising start driving through peoples backyards through floodgates...
but then all at once i was surrounded by crashing waves, soothing Epcot music, and pleasantries all around. wow that feels like forever ago. Zanzibar is the stuffing in a dream turkey. It was incredible... sea kayaking, spice tours where we peeled cinnamon bark off of trees and inhaled ginger and nutmeg and all spice and cardamom and vanilla and was overwhelmed by how much nature can bestow upon ones tastebuds. we ate this fruit called a dorian whcih smells like rotting onions and tastes like an avacado that has been basted in rotting onions and carcases.
please advise yourself to stay away from this fruit... we should have knows after the maniacal giggles exuding from our taxi driver after he told us to try it. we drank from coconuts that our dear 12 year old Don Juan shimmied up a 30 foot tall tree to gather, and just basked in the enjoyment of seeing where Freddie Mercury might or might not have taken his first steps and had his first baby jam session. i have so much more to say but not enough brain power in which to say it today... so stay tuned.