Botswana&Namibia Road Trip: Windhoek, Sossusvlei and Swakopmund, Namibia
on Postcards from Zambia (Zambia), 06/Oct/2011 13:21, 34 days ago
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Windhoek, the capital city of Namibia is a strange sort of city. Driving towards it we went through many mountains and winding roads, and even 10km out, there was not really any sign of a major city. Nonetheless, when we got there we found it to be very much like a city, lots of traffic, big buildings, an apparent large presence of wealth (see note below)and a return to some sort of normality.The road about 5km out of WindhoekOverlooking Windhoek from the freewayWindhoek was just meant to be the“fun” and relaxed part of the trip, or at least the opportunity to normalise even if for only a short period of time.Joe's Bar: A pretty cool beer hall in Windhoek with way toomany things to choose from!During our few days there we had lovely dinners every night, trying out different game meats and new beers, we did some shopping for both crafts, and in my case clothes (!!) and basically took it easy. Sadly this was also the part of the trip when mum and Reegena had to leave us to return to Oz.Mike's selection: A skewer of different game meats. I'm told Kudowas the bestAnother of Mike's selections: This time a skewer ofbarbequed meatsOne of my selections: Seafood rice- Yummy!!!After a sad farewell, Mike and I set off to the town of Okahandja to catch up with some fellow VSOs for the night before making a quick dash back to Windhoek the following day to purchase our new roof tent (although we were unable to get if fitted there).From there we went on to Sossusvlei, down a rather“interesting” road, completely chosen by the GPS. In hindsight it was actually a good road, but at the time it did have me wondering why it was taking us through creek beds and around mountain bends. Doesn’t matter, because we got there and checked into a fabulous campsite, each fitted with its own private facilities and an “oasis” pool.Impressive: Each campsite has its own facilities, including solarpowered waterOur oasis :-)The next morning we had an early rise to check out the morning sunshine over the Sossusvlei sand dunes The road out to the dunes was pretty good with the exception of the last 5kms which is for 4wds only. That part of the road was extremely sandy and kind of fun. Although as we were driving back out it became apparent how difficult it can be to navigate with other tourists struggling in their vehicles against the sand.Deep sandTough "Ruth"The dunes didn’t disappoint and despite a hard climb up them, the view from the top was amazing. Once we had started climbing them we also realised that it was actually quite difficult to fall down them as the sand acted as a sort of brake; however, it did take a while to feel steady.Amazing coloursView near the topGetting there!Cool sand patternsMike& I stopped for a restSand and more sand. I'm still trying to get ridof it all!Dead trees at the bottom of the dunes. Amazing!A return visit in the afternoon close to sunset was also very pretty and a bit more pleasant with less tourists.Afternoon view of the dunesMike and IFrom Sossusvlei we headed north and then west, towards Swakopmund on yet another interesting road taking some serious navigating with stretches of dangerous bends, potholes covered by sand and loose gravel. And to top it off, we experienced a sand storm as we finally made it onto tar roads heading into Walvis Bay, approximately 30km south of our destination. A long day of driving but we did make it in one piece!Death trap: A horrible road where some tourists do getthemselves in trouble Sand storm as we headed into Walvis BaySwakopmund is a lovely town, much bigger than I had expected and not as German as I thought it would be, although you can definitely feel the German influence. It probably wasn’t the best time for camping, a bit like camping in Sorrento in September; cold with icy sea winds. However we survived ok for the first few nights, upgrading to a room for the last.SwakopmundMike& I on the pier in SwakopmundView from the pier looking back at SwakopmundIn Swakopmund we indulged a little again, coming across temptations that we hadn’t seen in 12 months. Lots of cakes, excellent coffee (finally!!), new beers, nice dinners of fresh fish and schnitzels.Mike enjoying a schnitzel and beerFresh fish and chipsWe enjoyed being near the ocean, despite parts of the ocean front smelling a lot like sewage (not sure why you would spend in excess of $1 milllion USD to live along there when it smells so bad, but each to their own!) and I can now say that I have dipped my foot in the Atlantic Ocean.Freezing: Dipping my foot in the Atlantic OceanWe also decided to give Quad Biking a go, the tracks taking us well into the sand dunes that line Walvis Bay and Swakopmund. Initially I was quite excited about this activity, until I actually got there and it felt like my bike was going to tip at every turn. It took a while to get used to it, but admittedly, I did have fun in the end.Me with my scary quad bikeMike and I at quad bikingComing down the dune!After four nights in Swakopmund I could see why many Namibians flock there in the summer, however I felt satisfied with what I had seen and ready to move on to the next part of our road trip.** Note: Namibia is the number one country on the UN scale of inequality. Measured using the economic measurement of national income equality, the Gini Coefficient, Namibia has a Gini of 74.3% (with 0 being perfect equality and 100 extreme inequality). This measure is far from perfect, however just to put Namibia’s standing in the world into perspective, the next country behind it, country number 2 is Lesotho with a Gini of 63.2%, while Australia is number 84 on the scale with a Gini percentage of 35.2%. The gap between rich and poor in Namibia became more and more apparent throughout out trip; big expensive cars in Windhoek, grand beach houses in Swakopmund versus clay huts with thatched roofs and carrying water several kilometres from the pump to home in the north!