The West End show “Avenue Q” famously has a song entitled, “Everyone’s a little bit racist”. It pokes subversive fun at our prejudice, our stereotyping and our subconscious biases. Whilst in no way peculiar to this area, during my time in southern Africa I have been privy to numerous conversations which treat the subject of…
Month: June 2016
Chobe #2 and Victoria Falls
The following morning, our assistant guide and chef, Job, delighted us with a mountain of French toast before our schedule visit of a model village of a Caprivian tribe. Our guide for this activity’s name was Gift, a diminutive chap whose good favour we gained immediately by giving him a foil-wrapped gift of the part…
Bush men and hippos
A new tour departing from Windhoek meant a new group with which to familiar myself. The U.S. Librarian and Brenda, one of the Canadians were the only repeat offenders from the previous trip of northern Namibia. I therefore had to shake seven new hands and try to not immediately forget the seven new names that…
Northern Namibia #2
The following morning, whilst I dozed on the bus, we crossed into Damaraland, a beautiful desert region of Namibia where the language has five clicks in addition to more familiar phonemes. We were advised that we would be visiting a village of Himba people, a tribe native to Angola and north Namibia, and that we…
Northern Namibia #1
Back on the road again! I am collected from Rivendell hostel and taken to the meeting point in Windhoek to commence my 7-day tour ofnorthern Namibia. I found a similarly convivial crowd to the last tour, mostly slightly older (a 22-year old German girl, a mid-thirties Kenyan girl and I were the the only three…
Southern Namibia tour
A delicious Lydia-breakfast later (see previous post) and I was clambering aboard a 14-seater safari truck with 13 strangers, to commence a three-day tour of Southern Namibia. Throughout the morning’s drive I worked on familiarising myself with names and back-stories: Brazilians x3: all living in Sao Paulo Canadians x3: a couple from Vancouver and a…
London to Windhoek
Rather a lot has happened since my last post so forgive the bombardment of mini posts: only now have I returned from a lengthy spell without Wi-Fi in the Namibian desert. London fly-by: I departed from Saint Petersburg mid-afternoon on Friday 27th. My attempts to charm the lady at the check-in desk into giving my…