Everyone says: after the Serengeti, go to Zanzibar. Like it’s a natural next step, a reward for all the dust and adrenaline. But here’s what I wish someone had told me: after four days tracking lions and waking up before sunrise, I was running on fumes. The idea of white sand sounded perfect, but the reality? I mostly wanted a shower and a bed that didn’t move. Zanzibar is beautiful, sure. But it’s not a slow exhale—it’s another flight, another round of logistics, another place to adjust to. If you’re chasing rest, maybe skip it. If you want chaos in a prettier package, go. Just don’t expect to find peace just because the water’s turquoise. #TravelDecisions #SafariFatigue #HonestTravel #Travel