WV and Mark at the Lake
My dilemna about getting around this country has been solved for the most part. I met this guy from West Virginia in my dorm who also wanted to rent a car, so we agreed to rent one together to check out some more remote parts of Namibia. That night we went out to dinner and did some bar hopping, and when we decided to get back to the hostel, we were trying to hail a cab. This guy pulled up in a VW van - a local who's German - who thought we were hitchhiking and asked if we wanted a lift. He took us to this bar called the London, filled with folks from you know where. I wasn't digging that too much (I keep feeling I'm not in Africa anymore), so he took us to another place with some salsa-type music, and then eventually he drove us up to a high point in the city to look down at the lights and to the lightening off in the distance.
Our overland transport
It was a spectacular evening. It is just one of those nights where you just go with the flow, see where it takes you, and you end up having the most wonderful time.
Yesterday he picked us up in this cool 1975 truck and took us to a secluded lake to swim. He is quite the fella. He's a total bushman who's traveled the world and has some interesting outlooks on life - very philosophical. We had so much fun, we begged him to travel with us. He's a massuese and had lined up clients this week, but agreed to cancel some appointments and drive us around for a week, camping and seeing parts of Namibia most tourists do not get to or know about. So Wednesday the three of us (plus his dog) will take off for who knows where and hope we don't break down. It will be an adventure to be sure. Traveling without a schedule or a plan gives you the ability to encounter opportunities and take them when you can. You never know where you'll end up or who you will meet. So off I go to take this once in a lifetime opportunity to see the real Namibia.