Return to Opuwo

Had another rip roaring great drive back to Opuwo on Saturday.  Sure…we didn’t get a flat tire…run out of gas…or have 9 people in the car, but it still managed around 10 hours to get from one end to the other.  The drive was filled with cows jumping out of the bushes in an apparent attempt to commit suicide, colleagues yelling at one another for hours on end about relationships, life saving ipods, wimpy burgers (much better here than in kenya), back pain (inevitable), roads made for and by people who love seeing how many bumps it takes to knock your wheels off and the occasional head nod doze off.  I’m back though and happy to be here…too many people in Windhoek.  If there’s one thing that being here will do it’ll make me hate crowds.

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