Next to pole pole, hakuna matata is also a thing people say here. It does mean “no worries.” Similarly to pole pole, it has the “just chill” vibe. If something gets misunderstood or there is a problem, a local will assure us with “hakuna matata,” don’t worry. And it’s true, everything turns out all right. I like being in Zanzibar, exploring the culture and way of life, taking my time, and best of all, not worrying. Hakuna matata is fine with me.
Sometimes the world moves a little too fast, or worries too much, but that is not apparent here. Everybody works with each other to create a care-free environment that can really help with relaxing as well as not worrying.
We do worry about one thing. The weather here is so hot, and we miss ice cream. Ice cream was just messed up in Arusha, and we hadn’t heard of any here, so when we found ice cream, we were so happy. Turns out they only had vanilla, and the power went out (for like the 7th time in Paje) halfway through them making it, so we got half-frozen, slushy vanilla ice cream. Hakuna matata.
There is another restaurant that we have gone to like five times, and the first time we went, they had this really good guacamole and garlic bread dish, but each time we went back, the dish was completely different. The second time the bread was different, the guacamole was in a bowl, and the whole thing was spicy. Another time when went, they couldn’t mix the guacamole because the power was out, so we got a bowl of diced vegetables with some slabs of butter in it. There was no power to mix and blend the guacamole. They kindly did not charge us for the bowl of vegetables and butter, as well as the over-garlicked garlic bread. It didn’t bother us that much, how the recipe changed every time, but it was a little funny. Hakuna matata.
When we arrive at a restaurant, the tables have salt and paper (pepper) on them, and when we cut our hair, we go to a saloon (salon). Hakuna matata.
Below: Flies on Breakfast. Hakuna Matata