The Baby Bush Lodge and first encounters in the rain

Arriving at the Baby Bush Lodge in rain season. It's warm. Nothing better than dancing in warm rain. 

I have started reading Acid Alex. It's hard to put it down. 

We met a diving instructor from P.E. that has lived abroad in Asia, New Zealand, Australia the last 10 years on her way to Portugal and a engineer from Mexico, both coming from travelling Kenya in the Lodge and went to meet the friends of my friend, two incredible warmhearted and sweet local guys that have been growing up in Dubai, Honduras and Sweden after having been chased out in the 1964 revolution. Now they returned to clean up Zanzibar with a Swedish waste management company Zanrec. Apparently a huge mission. 
We sat and talked through the night about waste, the revolutions, the Italians and drug smuggling, corrupt governments, exploitation, international interests destroying countries and other stuff drinking Caipirinha and eating tuna salad on toast. I learned that Swahili was written in Arabic in Zanzibar before the British changed it to Latin. 
And after some smokes we just washed our bodies and souls by dancing like we don't care in the rain coming down in an army of big, warm blobs of salty-sweet tasting water.

Today I woke up earlier, had some eggs and we went down to the beach enjoying the first sunshine after the rain. It's feels and looks like paradise. Later I would take my camera to take some nice postcard pictures. 

I run into the Masai Thomas. He comes from a other part of the island, the national park, but works in a shop on the beach in Kiwengwa to make money that he can send to his mom in Tanzania. Because, he explains, his mom only has him. 

More people from the U.S., Canada, U.K. rock up. My new friend from last night also comes over to bring the plumber that is supposed to sort out shit. We sit in the lodge and listen to music. The lodge reminds me of that book by William Sutcliffe that I read a long time ago with the title Are you experienced?. 

It feels like a remote place in a rainforest where the people meet that you will never meet in a city, a bank, an accountant office or any of those places. And you feel that there is a hidden community where minds agree that have never been anywhere near each other physically.
Synced. 
Time to get off the phone and enjoy the moment.