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... south around Walvis Bay in the north of Swakopmund the region is dominated by the deserted and dry wastelands of the Skeleton Coast. This was an area that both myself and my father had wanted to visit for many years, but for very different reasons.
Swakopmund is Namibia’s main beach resort with a sea temperature of well under 15C (go figure the beach resort status). It has an eclectic mix of German and Namibians. The guidebook was interesting ...
... several rows of seats. It has all the luxuries. Air conditioning? Just open the window. Heat? Close the window. Dust from the dirt roads? Absolutely! Within a few minutes you have a layer covering you, your clothes, day pack, your book, hair, glasses….After an hour or so of fussing and fretting about it you give up because far as you can see it is desert. As you drive hour after hour, it is desert. The sand changes from white to red, ...
... rough to swim in. I am not sure about the quality of the water either. We had lunch in a cafe with cold Windhoek brewed beer. We spent two hours walking around the town before we had to rejoin the taxi and we then took the coastal road back to Walvis Bay. This time we had the high dunes on our left, desert and the sea on our right. The desert itself went right down to the sea. Shortly after leaving Swakopmund we stopped at a small centre from which you could have ...
... up, down, sideways, down steeper hills than you get at home. Under pressure I suddenly became a great driver and felt like I could do anything, it was literally one of my top 5 days of the whole cruise.
We had a few stop offs, for water and pictures. At one point he stopped at a part of the desert which had iron in the sand and he used a magnet to collect it ...
... right away . When she threw her arm above her shoulders, she
tumbled downward and rolled hog style.
I had to concentrate on each step; while watching the people in our
group. With difficulty, I wriggled from beneath the weight on my
feet as I tried to stand erect and gaze up. I had a gnawing fear
that if I rested, I would turn around and just give up climbing to
the top. But I was determined not to ...