Dining in the Kalahari
Trip Start
Jun 07, 2010
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Trip End
May 11, 2011
From the swamps of the Okavango Delta to the arid lands of the Kalahari desert in just over three hours, it's interesting to see the landscape change so quickly. If you want Sahara style sand dunes you'll probably have to go a little deeper in but at only a few miles away from the Namibian border, Ghanzi was fine for us.
With the odd spare day here and there we visited this region because despite all the things we have done in Africa we were yet to witness the traditional way of life of some of the people.
Enter the bushmen of the Kalahari, with their bows and arrows, animal hinds for clothing, digging up roots for a water supply and starting fires with nothing but two sticks... it really happens!
Of course, people don't genuinely live like this anymore. This was merely a demonstration of their values. The values and lifestyle that modern day circumstances have led them to abandon. They still did maintain their incredibly fragile appearance, the men anyway, after all engulfed by the modern world or not, these were still real bushmen.
This last minute addition out to the middle of nowhere also sprung up quite the culinary surprise in what the owner referred to as his road kill menu. Small game was on order and where else would we have the chance to indulge in a little smoked warthog chop?... absolutely delicious!!
It's just a shame we didn't have enough time to sample the rest of this unique menu.
With the odd spare day here and there we visited this region because despite all the things we have done in Africa we were yet to witness the traditional way of life of some of the people.
Enter the bushmen of the Kalahari, with their bows and arrows, animal hinds for clothing, digging up roots for a water supply and starting fires with nothing but two sticks... it really happens!
Of course, people don't genuinely live like this anymore. This was merely a demonstration of their values. The values and lifestyle that modern day circumstances have led them to abandon. They still did maintain their incredibly fragile appearance, the men anyway, after all engulfed by the modern world or not, these were still real bushmen.
This last minute addition out to the middle of nowhere also sprung up quite the culinary surprise in what the owner referred to as his road kill menu. Small game was on order and where else would we have the chance to indulge in a little smoked warthog chop?... absolutely delicious!!
It's just a shame we didn't have enough time to sample the rest of this unique menu.



