We managed to catch a lift with a South African tour guide across from Maun (Botswana) to Windhoek (Namibia) saving ourselves 2 days of hitching. This area is one of the few spots in Africa where no buses run and travellers must resort to the thumb at the side of the road.
So back to Namibia. The rental car (2WD!) has held together remarkably well considering how Alex was driving and that 90% of the roads are dirt. The only casualty to date has been the rear number plate that we lost along a stretch of strictly 4x4 road near Ongongo. Fortunately a local had found it and came running down the road when we passed back past his hut an hour later. A bit of selotape later and we were off again! The only other hickup related to the Himba People. We had an amazing morning taking pictures of the local people up in Kaokoland, swapping sunnies and trading food and mealie meal for pictures. When it came time to leave one of the girls wanted a lift 30km down the road to visit friends. We obliged but wary of the mix of Cows fat and rewd ochre that they cover themselves in we politely asked her to sit on her blanket with the baby. It was only 20km down the road that Alex realised this was not such a good idea, the blanket was also orange! The backseat was covered in Himba stain which we would have found hilarious were it not for our hefty deposit on the car. That evening Alex came to the camp bar triumphant after managing to rub the Himba orange stains off the backseat with his hanky!. Oh so that only leaves the big black scary looking scorpion to explain. We nearlly ran the blighter over on our second day on the road. It was so big Alex swerved to miss it and we both chased it down to take pictures. Here are the resulting shots...
PS. Alex says if he ever decides to opt out he is going to go and live with these Himba girls in their village!
hmmmmnnn Himba girls......
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