We saw lions. Lots of lions. Granted most of the time they were asleep but there were three stand out encounters (pictures to follow):
- seeing a pride of 11 lions at a waterhole all drinking at once then all the cubs running about rough-housing.
- going on a night drive and finding another pride that all started roaring a few metres from us. Mel was pretty frightened but I was cool.
- running into part of a pride on the road (we didn’t hit any) that were out hunting.
Unfortunately at Etosha you’re only allowed to go about between sunrise and set and this is when the animals are at their least exciting. I suppose it stops you getting lost/eaten though.
Now we’re in Windhoek ready to get our final flights back to the UK. Before that we have to suffer the torment of returning our battered hire car and getting fined a zillion quid for smashing it to pieces. A word of advice should you go to Namibia. Get a 4x4. A VW Polo with no aircon isn’t a good choice...
Now we’re in Windhoek ready to get our final flights back to the UK. Before that we have to suffer the torment of returning our battered hire car and getting fined a zillion quid for smashing it to pieces. A word of advice should you go to Namibia. Get a 4x4. A VW Polo with no aircon isn’t a good choice...
We’ve got three weeks in London before departing on phase two of mega-adventure. This blogs days are however now complete. We think that since our hiatus in actually blogging nobody is reading it anymore so I don’t think you’ll be too distressed.
This is Morge signing off.
Bye
xo