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Sent: Tuesday, May 20, 2014 6:02 PM
To:info@royalzanzibar.com
Cc: Helen Kirby - Rhino Africa; Joe Fredrick Callahan; Matthew David Cooper
Subject: My evening pool swim

 

Dear RZBR Management,

 

When I saw this (below) on my second lap in the middle swimming pool tonight, I got out of the water as hastily as possible.  I don't think it's a smart idea to run potentially live electricity next to a swimming pool.  I doubt it's legal, even in Akuna matata Africa.

 

Still, it looks like a fun event for my final night.

 

I'm loving my time here even with a couple glitches.

 

Asante sana,

 

Robert 

On May 20, 2014, at 7:56 PM, "GM - Royal Zanzibar Beach Resort" <gm@royalzanzibar.com> wrote:

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Good evening Mr. Main,

 

Please accept my sincere apologies, you’re absolutely right that that’s an accident waiting to happen.  Thank you for bringing it to our attention, we will speak with our Chief Engineer immediately about another solution.

 

I’m also sorry that your swim was cut short, but so pleased to hear that you are enjoying your stay.

 

Kind regards,

 

Kim

 

Kim Elizabeth Bird øGeneral Manager ø Royal Zanzibar Beach Resort ø+255 24 2240512-5

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Thanks, Kim.  Akuna matata.

Robert 

Sent from my iPhone on the road

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Epilogue:  nothing was altered before the party.  

Worse, the dangerous sound equipment amplified an awful out-of-key singer accompanied by out-of-the-box cheesy juvenile keyboards.  

I had to work in the lobby and then waited for the cashier to (not) get tip change, so arrived at 815p.  The setting was gorgeous with cloth covered tables perched in a narrow peninsula between pools, but it was too dark (or under spotlight) for eating and unlike the previous night under-roof, the food was terrible, tough over cooked seafood and I can't imaging what swill the Euros were eating.  

Then it stated raining, on the exposed power points and my laptop, and the event was quickly cleared- not for safety but because no one wanted to get wet.  Dinner was over, that was that, for the entire resort, no more food.  The Spices ala carte restaurant never opened during my stay, only buffet after buffet, reusing the same food except some exceptional custom dishes cooked on demand, like the yummy lobster.  So it was an Awful last night.  After the debacle, I had two free double bloody Mary's for dinner at the last lonely outpost, the bar.  The rain only lasted ten minutes.  At least no one gut electrocuted, wouldn't even wish it on the singer, who to my horror showed up in the bar afterward, pandering to everyone's national identities.  The Brazilian newlyweds went loco over that, but I get into Bossa nova and mambo, too.