My trip to zanzibar was about searching and communion. I wanted to see God, hear from Him, experience Him. I mean it was a vacation too because what a bloody year but I wanted more to realign myself with my purpose than to do nothing all day. And perhaps to rediscover my purpose. At the time I left Lagos I was seriously burnt out. Work had been shit for a little while, I had just ventured at THSC and lost quite a bit of money (no regrets LMAO!) and I was just tired. But my soul was seeking alignment with God and so I was looking forward to spending days (most likely drunk) and listening for God. So I went to Zanzibar with questions about my business, about myself, my life, my purpose, my relationships (both romantic and otherwise) and everything else that I could raise enough questions about. Now Zanzibar was not the original vacation I had planed but when France bounced my schengen visa application I was like you know what? Zanzibar. And oh how I found everything there. Not