Windheok

And so the dust track eventually reaches tarmac for the only highway in this country we begin to see the outline of Windheok in the distance and then enter its suburbs. Suddenly the world around us look more familiar. Out of this desert there really is a city. A very ordinary one it could seem.

Even the weather looks familiar! As we approach the first camp we stayed on the first night we drive for maybe an hour it seems through the streets, maybe to drop someone off, perhaps pick someone else up, I'm not sure. But then at one point, innocently driving down one suburban street, we see a huge baboon, knuckles to the ground, walking calmy down the street. Holy crap! That's not what I would want to see stepping outside my front door. WTF! All is certainly not what it seems.