Jacko Comes to Town
Trip Start
Jun 16, 2007
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Trip End
Aug 11, 2007
Sossusvlei,
Namibia
Thursday, June 21, 2007
As we left the end of the city center where tar meets gravel road, a sign reads "The end of civilization as you know it." It wasn't long before our group of twelve realized we were in Namibia. Nearly five minutes in, our driver/guide Elias, spotted a pack of baboons. We had stopped to take pictures when a cute, dark haired babette caught my eye. I was enamored by her slight overbite and protruding forehead. I gave her a wink and in return she exposed the colorfulness of her behind. Suddenly, the engine started and so I quickly motioned her to call me. I haven't heard from her yet but I'm keeping my fingers crossed. You know what they say about women with long arms...They give good hugs.
Leaving that experience behind we continued our way along the dry grasslands observing the simplicity of Mother Nature and its few inhabitants. Included our the springboks with their graceful jump like dolphins in the deep. And baboons that strike curious poses, as the ostriches move their feet.
When we arrived at the Sesriem campsite we took a hike up Emil Dune. Now hiking up a sand dune is no easy task. Basically it goes like this: two steps forward and one step back. With sand in our shoes, only six would make it to the top to see the sunset. I was one of the fortunate. The vie of course is amazing. The dunes are an artistic expression of harmony between wind and earth. But the canvas is not complete without the backdrop of a setting sun. Burnt orange sand contrasted by shadow create fine sculpted lines. When we got back to base camp, I realized my backpack was stolen. My camera and iPod were in there. I told my guide and he began looking for the thief. It was pitch dark and stars were clear but this was no time to go stargazing. Elias spotted the assailant and made his way toward him. He dropped the bag and ran. Fortunately my camera was still there but my iPod and three packs of gum were gone. As well, my backpack was ripped apart. Surprisingly, this had all been done not by a man, but a jackal...
...to be continued.
