My cousin Stacey is getting married today, we are thinking of you and hope you guys have an awesome day.
Swakopmund is Namibia’s ‘Cape Town’ and with the start of the Easter weekend, the whole of Namibia is descending on this coastal town. All roads leading into the town are packed, so much as we enjoyed our stay, we are relieved not to be part of the Easter crush.
Our plans of travelling up the North West Skeleton Coast region have been thwarted by floods. Despite being advised not to attempt the route Robs and I (the eternal optimists) thought we should give it a try. Sanity prevails – Graeme, driver and chief tour operator has vetoed us. Having done the trip before, even if we were able to get across low lying bridges (which we have been told we won’t be able to do), Gray says the best part is travelling up the river beds, which are now flowing rivers. In addition most of the camp sites have been washed away.
Plan B:
We are heading up the main road to Etosha, about a 6 hour drive with very pleasant scenery, interspersed with little towns, with names like Arandis, Usakos, Karibib, Omaruru and Outjo.
My job, on our trip (not that I applied for it), is to find accommodation for our next stop and book it. I found a great place called Toshari (25 km from the pan). Unfortunately, they could only give us one nights camping, however, they had a special on their lodge accommodation for the Easter Weekend. With accommodation and meals it would be cheaper (well the same price as) staying in Parks board accommodation. Al, I hope you proud of me – this brings back good memories of our Mozambique trip.
Toshari is a very comfortable lodge but not over the top. We spent the afternoon chilling at the pool, surrounded by African bush. During dinner a staff choir serenaded us with local Damara songs. Robs made friends with the staff and sang a Zulu song to them, it turns out that Zulu and Damara have the same clicks but the language is otherwise very different.
On the way back to our room, Gray decide to take us on a short cut, we missed the path and he landed up tripping over rocks in the dark and falling into a hole. Robs and I giggled for ages, wanting to know if he ‘enjoyed his trip’ – less G & T’s tomorrow Panda.
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