Wildlife spotting II
I’ll stop with the cycling stories soon, I promise. Now that I have some way of getting out and about, I’ll find something more interesting to write about. Like the huge baboon I saw this morning on my cycle into work. It just lolloped off into the scrub as if it was perfectly normal for a baboon to be scratching itself by the side of the road. Which, I suppose, it is here. I keep snorting with laughter just thinking about what would happen if a baboon appeared to cyclists on their daily commute in London.
Anyway, I shall be seeing much more wildlife over the next week, I should think, as I’m off up to Oshakati, in the hot and dusty north, for another week’s training with VSO. Whenever I say I’m going up there, people puff their cheeks out and look troubled, or just laugh as if to say “Rather you than me, mateâ€. Apparently last week it hit 40 degrees up there. I was talking to someone last night who bought some sweets from a trader from Oshakati a few days ago. He said they were so full of sand, they made him ill. I seriously can’t wait - I’m itching to get out and see some more of Namibia.
So, I have much to look forward to, apart from access to the interweb, so these pages shall be silent again, at least for a while.