Arrive in Windhoek, Namibia. Is there even a town? I see nothing from the plane…cool with me. I’m one of the first in line for customs. I have a slight problem. I have been told by my organization to come in as a ‘tourist’ as the work permit is not ready. I try this. No address means that doesn’t work. I tell them reality, they take my passport and make me wait. When I say wait, that means that all passengers must pass through and then they’ll acknowledge me. Add 45 min. They give me a receipt for my passport and tell me I can get it when I have my work permit.
I get my bags and look for someone who is picking me up. No one. Apparently I’m a surprise visitor…lucky me. Get some money out. Buy a sim card for my phone. Ring the org and after 2 more hours I get a ride. The ride is another 45 min.
All in all, I’m here.