Today is the day we leave on a trip to Namibia. It’s not been a long planned adventure. It’s a ‘let’s go to Namibia and we did’ kind of holiday.
I had been putting away camping equipment for the last two weeks as I thought of it. I guess part of me wondered if I was actually going!
Anyway, the day had come and I packed the car. First I had prepared the bikes, and that fell away, and then I prepared the jeep and that fell away, after seeing how much I needed to take with to spend a month away from home, so I put new wheels on old Trustee, the old 2.6 VW Microbus and hit the road.
I was meeting my husband in Windhoek so I took along Robyn, my 17 year old daughter. I had thought I would leave on Wednesday but she was adamant we leave on Tuesday, so after haphazardly throwing a bunch of clothes in the last remaining box, we were on the road. The car had been looking so organised until I added the last minute ‘may needs’ for the journey.
Music loaded on the flash drive, car bulging at the seams, we headed for our first stop, Clanwilliam. We have a holiday cottage there which was easy, until we found that the water had stopped working. After words of encouragement and guidance from my husband, I felt like I had found oil when the water started fountaining confirming success and we were back in business! You would not believe the feeling of relief when we actually had running water from the taps!
Wednesday morning we were up bright and early and back on the road. From here on was unchartered territory for me. Robyn had been to the Orange River before me – so constant chirps from her let me know what we were about to encounter.
She kept on telling me about these ‘piles of stones’ which looked like they had just put there, and I knew exactly what she meant when I saw them! I had been concentrating on the road and had not taken a single photo and suddenly I whipped my camera out and starting snapping away.
The road to the Namibian border was unlike anything I had seen before. Flat land and as Robyn has indicated, piles of stones, placed randomly on either side of the road. All I could think of was that at some time so much water must have rushed through here rolling stones into these piles. It was so humbling to see nature in this way. There was a deafening silence as I was in awe of the beauty! I think the only sound was my jaw as it dropped to the floor!
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