(Bed #12) I started my holiday adventures in Windhoek, Namibia. There I met up with my friend Lauren who had flown in from Hungary (where she currently resides). Lauren and I have been friends since our graduate school days at Vanderbilt. We've traveled together before, including multiple US cross country trips (we like to take obvious detours on our trips, like travel from CA to TN via Montreal, Canada). We spent our first Namibian night in real beds at a simple bed and breakfast. While we didn't get to see much of Windhoek, I was still struck by how organized and comfortable the city was.
(Bed #13) Our next day marked the start of our car camping era. Lauren and I picked up a camping equipped Hilux in Windhoek and headed out to Waterberg. Waterberg Plateau National Park was a gorgeous start to our trip with fascinating rock plateaus, families of warthogs galore, and spectacular star gazing at night. Our first tent assembly was far from smooth (luckily a Namibian tour guide at the site next door took pity on us and taught us some tricks). We also met some kind Germans at the end of their trip who generously shared superfluous camping items like spare firewood, dishwashing soap, and bacon flavored cheese.
(Bed #14-- note: while technically the same mattress for much of Namibia, I count each location as a new sleeping spot) Our next destination was Etosha. Etosha is one of the main game parks in Namibia. It was a strange park with huge salt flats and giant expansive spaces. It seemed crazy that any animals lived in such desolate surroundings, but sure enough when we saw animals, we SAW animals: we had multiple up close rhino encounters, a morning with a pride of 10 playful lions, a leopard sighting, etc. Lauren and I also honed our car tent assembly/disassembly skills, as sunrise and sunset drives required rapid early morning camp break downs and confident nighttime assemblies.
Bed #17: We returned to our rooftop camping for Christmas in the Namib. On Christmas morning we hiked one of the largest sand dunes in the world, Sussevlei. Then we lounged under a tree until we went to the campsite’s restaurant for a buffet dinner (thanks, Lauren, for the great gift!). I was happy to be able to chat with family, who managed to call my Namibian cell on Skype. An unusual and memorable Christmas.
Bed#18: Next we cut south to Fish River Canyon, the largest Canyon in Africa. We were impressed both by the canyon and by the nice warm showers at our camp facilities. On our way, we stopped and got (supposedly famous within Namibia) apple pie at a tiny town called Solitaire. Also a nice treat.
Bed#19:Our Namibian trip was rounded out by a stay at Orange River. After several days in the dessert, flowing water was a welcomed site. Add to that a nice pool, a real bed, and cooler temperatures… we were happy women.
Bed#20: We crossed over into South Africa and immediately things shifted: roads became busy (in Namibia we could drive an hour without seeing another car), the pace more hectic, and the landscape a bit more tame and familiar. We struck out to the coast to spend a night in Lamberts Bay. We ended up staying at an RV park that was mostly filled with fishermen or long-term South African summer vacationers. We were the only transient travelers, the only Americans, and we definitely stood out. A South African family basically adopted us and gave us a taste of coastal camping life. They fed us and chatted with us late into the evening. It was a strange shift in culture, but we felt so at ease with our new friends.
Bed#22: As Lauren left South Africa, I brought my things to Johannesburg. I'll be spending the next few months in Johannesburg, so will save the blog post about my hosts here for another day. The short version: people I had not met prior to this trip have opened their home to me. They are so welcoming already!
Bed #23:After Lauren left, I still I had a couple days until school started. So I booked a quick trip to Victoria Falls. I stayed in the cheapest backpacker lodge I've ever been to and slept in a mud hut. I spent a lot of time with the guys who ran the place and their friends. While I based myself out of Livingstone, Zambia, I was able to take day trips to the Zimbabwean side of Victoria Falls and to Chobe National Park in Botswana. I am really grateful for the opportunity to make these trips, as I had been longing to get to this region for quite some time! Taking advantage of Jo-burg as my "home" airport of the moment.
.... And that takes me back to bed #22 again. I just returned to Johannesburg. I'll be here for several months. My phone number should stay the same, and my brain can finally acclimate to a single currency for a bit. Looking forward to staying still for the next few weeks!