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With pure drama, she shoes me her first finger, indicating I’m to wait and goes to the sink and starts filling a bucket. I realize what’s happening. There’s no water to that toilet and she needs to pour a bucket of water into it to flush it. Her drama works on me and, seeing as how my peeing bum has already been seen by countless women on this trip already (poor them), ...
... on the ground, below eye level? Either way, we didn’t get trampled, and the elephant went on his merry way munching trees in the night. Then there were the hippos, all of whom did a great job snorting and honking all night, and munching huge wads of grass in the water right by our campsite. It sounded like they were having a huge pool party, there was so much splashing and whooping and carrying on. And then there were hyenas calling in the distance, ...
... Massive granite mountains to 2500mtr that rise out of the desert plains.
The only constant is the German tourists everywhere. It’s obviously a place where they feel safe and not far out of their comfort zone. They seem to favour sweet cakes and sausages if the fare in the cafes are any indication.
German colonialism has a very dark past in Namibia. On one occasion, in I think I read in about 1907, a particular nasty pasty German commander pursued the locals after ...
... to tell about what they’ve seen, what
they hope to see and how they came to be in Africa...Namibia in particular.
After a morning motor down the river, we come back for a
late breakfast and I dive into my book by the pool. It is hot. I’m in the water
and back on the chaise; in the water and back on the chaise. I skip lunch due
to the late breakfast and am ready for the afternoon cruise on the river but
the skies are again threatening. “The ...
... noise machine back home. Two sliding screen doors and a mosquito net will protect me in the night as I lie in my kingsized bed which overlooks the rapids which I won’t be able to see (they don’t call it “darkest Africa” for nothing). Oh, there is also (mostly) no more electricity. The have a generator and they run it from six to nine in the morning, twelve to two in the afternoon and six to nine in the evening. Otherwise, there is no ...