FYI: Today is my last day in Namibia. I decided to take a cab into downtown and check out various markets to find the "right" gift for my kitty sitter and dear friend, Leslie. Well Mr. Impulse, Bwana's other name, walked in 34° heat for four hours to find it. But mission accomplished. I hope she likes it.
After the high of three fabulous emails the other day (see previous post), getting online here in Windhoek (barely) brought sad news of my close friend Beth's mother. Sylvia, a grand old dame in my opinion, passed in the night. Once, long long before I met Beth and we became such close friends, I slept in Beth's room because friends had rented it from Gordon and Sylvia.
Tomorrow, early, I go to Botswana to stay in a tented camp in the famous river estuary. My dreadful return travel day begins at 7:00 pm on the 30th (Vancouver time, which is 5:00 am on the 31st, Namibia time) and I am home Jan 1 at 12:20 pm and am very happy not to be arriving at night after so long in transit.
Signs from the road...
Shade ahead.
Warthog warning.
Koodoo warning.
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