The Wheezey Action Man - Namibia
Trip Start Feb 19, 2008
8Trip End Apr 04, 2008
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The following day we set off to Namib National Park. The home of the oldest desert in the world and the highest dunes. First we looked at another canyon and another sunset. Next morning we were up early to climb dune 45 - great name - to see the sunrise. After all my fitness training, I thought this would be a doddle. I was wrong. My lungs decided it was time for my first asthma attack in 5 years. This lead to everyone and their mum passing by saying things ranging from 'you need to get fit', 'is it your knee?' and 'are you having a panic attack'. Anyway, after those incorrect assumptions, I inhaloured myself up and headed the to peak. Worth risking death for.
Later that day after everyone asked if I was OK, we then went on a Bushman tour with a Japanese lady (don't ask me). Attached are pics from that. They are mostly lizards, dead trees ('they will newer wot' - she told us) and a trapdoor spider's...trapdoor - which she poured sand down.
That night we camped outside - without tents. That's how hard I am.
Our next destination was Swampomund. The 'Take it to the Max' capitol of Namibia. I kicked my new extreme attitude with a quad bike ride through the dunes. This was great fun, until a member of our party, Dutch lady called Edith, bombed off across the dunes without the guide and flew off like ET on a turbo lawnmower. The Flying Dutch Woman if you like. She broke both her arms and had to fly home.
Next up was Sand boarding. Now anyone whose been on a snowboarding holiday with me, will know I am dreadful. Well, on the final run, I finally got the hang off it. This ladies and gentlemen is a miracle. We also had our second injury of the trip, when a lady from Australia called Cynthia went down a dune on a tea tray, did a jump at the end and looked as if she was shot out of a cannon. Here head landed embedded in the sand. I made the cannon gag and then realized she was hurt. Luckily she is fine and still with us.
The afternoon consisted of skydiving. There is a DVD if this and worth watching to see me laugh in the face of death. It really is a brown pants moment though. I was just about to turn around and say I've changed my mind when I was out. You'll believe a bald man can fly!
We then set off for the middle of nowhere to camp. Before that we visited the largest seal colony in the world - and this one stunk like a tramps convention. That morning I took my first malaria tablet. I was ill all day, so the smelly seals made me feel worse. Still, some asked whether it was another panic attack and if I was trying to do too much at my age. Fucking cheek.
Then, we headed to Etosha National Park. Pronounced a bit like a Yorkshire man trying to say tissue and tosser at the same time. I saw the following animals : Springboks (loads of them) Zebra, Giraffe, Lions, Ostrich, Wildebeest, Rhino (at the floodlit waterhole), Oyrx (which I eaten over here) Vultures, Secretary Bird, Meercat and more. The sunset pics are something else.
This morning, I packed my tent up to find a scorpion under it. It had been there all night. To be fair to it, I have slept with worse. I'm currently in Windhoek, Namibia's capital. I bit like an African Chatham.
More in a few days, as I'm about to enter Botswana. Pictures of this part of the trip up in 3 days times. New pics on first blog now...