Dodgy Food Version 2.0

It appears that my love of food has gotten the best of me…again.  I mean, who could resist a chicken, salami, cheese and mayonnaise sandwich?  This guy certainly couldn’t.  Sure, the salami smelled a bit like feet, but being only a week or so old it seemed perfectly natural.  Long story short…I nearly passed out in the grocery store last night due to my nausea, light-headedness and the smells coming from the local Himba people.  The rest of the evening passed as one would expect tossed in with a little ‘Hell Boy’ for comedic relief.

Where was Shannon in all of this?  Shannon was taking a nice day off at the lodge so she missed out on the deliciously devious lunch.  She helped during my times of pain, but was mortified by the sights, sounds and smells.  Too much information?  You betcha!

Travels: June 29th – Let’s Climb a Dune

On our return trip from the Mola Mola Dolphin cruise we couldn’t help but be amazed by the sand dunes. So what else could we do but go and climb them? Nothing is the answer, so climb them we did. Climbing sand dunes is harder than it looks. (see video) The view at the top was well worth the huffing and puffing. The best part was running down the sand dune, I highly suggest you try this if for no other reason than to just say that you did…just don’t forget your comb like we did.

Travels: June 29th – Dolphin Cruise

A short drive south of Swakopmund is Walvis Bay. The drive is ocean on one side and desert on the other.  Thanks to the helpful ‘Sand’ sign, we knew we were surrounded by sand and not brown sugar.

I’m still wondering why anyone would ever build a town here.  While I pondered life’s mysteries we arrived in the industrial town of Walvis Bay.  It’s not the prettiest of places from what I could tell, but was home to the Mola Mola Dolphin Cruise.  I’m not sure why I let our tour guide talk us into this, but I figured it’d be something different and besides they promised oysters and champagne.  We arrived early and were able to enjoy a drink by the bay as we marveled at that size of the pelicans.  They’re much cleaner than their American relatives and about twice as big…a little pink too.

We set off aboard the Gambit around 9am and really didn’t know what to expect other than champagne and oysters.  I was naturally a little afraid of seasickness, but calm waters all around were a good sign.  Our guide for the day, Wally, began his schpeel in both English and German (i think).  He informed us that we’d be taking a tour around the bay and having some seals on the boat.  Ok…so we’re thinking they just sit on the back or something.

First up we were entertained to pelicans eating from Wally’s hand as the boat was moving.  He’d whistle up a storm and they’d all come in hoards.  Pretty cool, but not that cool for those that got pooped on.  I would save that for myself until later.

Next up were some seals.  They stopped the boat, opened the back gate, everyone stood on the perimeter of the boat leaving the middle seating area open and onboard came a seal by the name of Googles. He came all the way on the boat and quickly made ready for some fish.  This was pretty great and completely unexpected.  We were able to feel the seal’s hair and how it was dry underneath.  We could see the nails it had on its flippers that it used to scratch itself.  We were loving every second of it and I quickly spotted a second seal about to board and noticed it was a bit bigger.  In fact, it was way bigger! (see video)  Robby was his name and he brushed Googles aside as it was his turn to shine.  I felt a little like Jeff Corwin as I repeatedly said the same thing over and over again in sheer amazement…’Look how big it is.’  Robby spent the rest of the time posing for photos with Shannon, pushing people around, including me, and not wanting to get off the boat.  Fun times with Robby.

Because there is so much to tell and the rest isn’t too important I’d like to make some highlighting comments.  We saw a seal colony, learned about the oyster industry in Walvis Bay, saw some dolphins as we braved the waters outside of the bay (i did not get sick thank you very much), were treated to the sights of a guano platform built by an ingenious man and finished with our champagne and oysters.  The seal colony was a hoot because if you’ve never heard a seal before they sound a little like a sick goat…so basically hysterical.  Shannon and I made our best impressions. (see video)  The oysters were delicious, which is something I never thought I’d say, but nevertheless were great with some tabasco and champagne to wash them down.

The three hour boat ride was definitely one of the highlights of our trip and would recommend it to anyone as a must on your journey around Namibia.  The afternoon we had some ATV riding to do in the desert so we’ll see if that can match the dolphin cruise.

Travels: June 26th – C-food Platter for Two

The evening of June 26th found Shannon and myself in the lovely lodgings of Swakop Lodge.  We decided to dine in that evening and treat ourselves to a bit of seafood.  My heart was set on the c-food platter as was Shannon’s.  C-food platter for two please.
Seafood Platter
Out came two giant plates of food, the likes of which I had never seen before.  Crawfish, giant prawns, muscles, calamari, fish and lemons abound.  All we could do was laugh.  I believe this was the first time I have ever been demoralized merely by the sight of a plate of food.  I felt like John Candy in the Great Outdoors staring down the old 96er.  Do we get a free t-shirt if we finish?  The claimed 3 types of sauces turned into 2…i was sad…the garlic butter made up for it.

As we sat there, struggling satisfyingly throughout the meal our waitress appeared.  She informed us that she had made a mistake and that she had given us two c-food platters for two.  Now it was all so clear and we felt better about our eating abilities.  This did not however alleviate the sneers from neighboring tables.

Due to HER mistake, I wanted to clarify that we would not be paying for the second platter.  She said and I quote, ‘well…you did touch it.’  Whaaaaaa???  Using learned negotiation techniques such as just saying no repeatedly, we did not have to pay for the extra food.  They took it away and I believe gave it to another unsuspecting table.

I’d order the c-food platter for two again.

Note: the pictured meal was not the actual c-food platter for two. Picture this times two.

Travels: June 26th – Lunch

Indian Cartoon
Indian Food for Lunch at Taal.  Sure, this may seem like a pointless post, but I love food and so should you.  Besides, it was Shannon’s first time at an Indian restaurant.

Travels: June 26th – The Airport

It’s June 26th and I’ve been waiting for this day for quite some time.  I wake up early, shower up, grab some hard boiled eggs and miraculously the driver is there, on time, to take me to the airport to go get Shannon.  Moses is his name so I’m feeling good about this.

Shannon’s plane lands a little early so I’m glad I arrived a bit early myself.  I wait just a bit and out of the door comes the cute blond girl I’ve been waiting for.  Seems like it was just yesterday that I last saw her and it’s great.  I present her with a gift plastic shopping bag full of delicious breakfast-like items.  If you come and visit maybe you can find out what kind of goods I provide.

Things are great until I have to go to customs to pick up some packages.  You see, when I left Kenya I kind of left in a hurry, as in, I left with nothing.  The folks in Kenya were nice enough to send my belongings to me here in Namibia and the packages were waiting in Windhoek.  To back up just a bit, a few weeks prior I received a phone call from someone in Windhoek who said they had my packages.  I tell them to hold onto them and I’ll pick them up myself when I get to Windhoek.  Fast forward to a couple of days before Shannon arrives and I meet up with this guy, Nicolas, who wants N$1400 and my passport…um…no.  I tell him that I can take care of this myself.  Return to June 26th and I find out that this guy tried to process my packages for me in the hopes that I’d pay him N$500 just for his ‘troubles.’  I find out that this might have been worth it.  Because I’m a nice guy, I also volunteered to pick up some packages that VSO had at the airport that had been sitting there since October.  3 hours later I have managed to fill out about 10 forms, paid an additional N$1300 out of my pocket for the VSO packages, found out that guy’s name is definitely not Nicolas, made a trip to the post office to buy a N$1 revenue stamp, apologized to Shannon and Moses at least 30 times and generally lost all hope for Namibian customs.  Long story short, I now have all of my stuff from Kenya and not a thing was missing.