Закінчу цю блакитну тему в інстаграмі такими от рибацькими човнами....річка(ба, може і канал), що входить в море, море в океан....а люди поколіннями сидять на плавучих домах і дістають рибу з риболовних сітей, а потім ці сітки розплують і просушують....знов і знов...від бабці до онучки, і не набридає!
Mzizima (“healthy town”) is what the city used to be called before it became Dar es Salaam. These pictures are taken by my very brave friend @zkhamisa. I didn't dare to take my phone out of my pocket even though I was accompanied by a local fisherman. The fish and seafood come in from the Indian ocean and immediately and unceremoniously slapped down and gutted with lightning speed. Guts abound. The haggling, poking, and prodding begins even before the fish have been cleaned. The bigger fish are carried from the beach in front of the market and simply thrust aloft. This invites a crowd to gather around the fish and start yelling out their offers. These impromptu auctions and the smell of dead fish are overwhelming, especially after seeing all the garbage that get brought onto the beach by the tides (last pic), I swear I would never eat fish again, no matter how I crave for sushi from time to time. Our planet is sick and we have the responsibility to take care of it in any small ways possible, such as stop using plastic bags! They get dumped into the ocean, fish eat them, you eat fish, so eventually it becomes part of you.... #fishmarket#fish#seafoodmarket#travelblogger#travelyogi#daressalaam#sushi#food#foodie#vegetarian#smallthingsmatter#ocean#cleanenvironment#fishing#ahimsa#savetheplanet#plastic#beach#garbage#pollution#africa#indianocean#fishboat#mindfulliving