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| Mo's host family's homestead |
Yikes two months since the last post… oops. Much to update
on, but I think I’ll start with the holidays before going even further back in
time, since some cool stuff did actually happen in Luderitz in November! Time
really is flying by! So at the beginning of December when school let out I
decided to use my limited window of time before America to see some more
of Namibia. To make the most of our time we moved real fast! I started by visiting my
friend Mo, who lives in probably the most remote village around. She met me in
the shopping town for most Volunteers in central Namibia, Otjiwarongo, and
along with our friend Alex, we made the trek to her site, Okahitua. This
involved traveling 30k south on the B1, then getting out and waiting for a lift
another 100k to the tiny town Okakarara, then getting out again and waiting for
another lift 30k to her village. The last 30k was a journey, as our first lift
dropped us on the side of the road after we encountered a really bad accident [he
decided to act and take the two seriously injured men to the hospital 10k back
in Okakarara, unlike the 3 police cars and officers/various people, who were
just standing around the accident scene doing nothing], so then we got another lift to
a nearby village, and finally a third lift to Mo’s village, during which
the muffler of the car fell off… always an adventure traveling. Mo’s village
could not be more different than my site – she lives 5 feet from the gate to
the school, her host family, and all the other families really, stay on
homesteads scattered around the area, and there are probably (definitely) more goats than
people. Plus there are no stores. None. From what I saw her village is the school, homesteads, farming land, and a soccer field. It was really cool to walk around and
get a sense of what life is like this isolated from everything – it would
definitely be an adjustment living there/having to travel that much every time
I wanted any kind of groceries, I fully realize how spoiled I am living in a town. My
favorite thing about her site – the complete peaceful silence at night and the
sunsets. Thing I enjoyed the least – the thousands of fire-ants that bite your
feet almost everywhere, it was a pretty painful experience for Alex and I
walking around in sandals.
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| The view we got after our mini-hike |
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| Waterberg Plateau! |
After a couple of days hiding from the sun in Okahitua it
was time to move. We dropped Alex off in Okakarara to go catch her flight in Windhoek, and Mo
and I headed to Waterberg National Park, where her staff party was occurring.
Oh, forgot to mention – Mo has fewer learners in her school than I had in my
Grade 6 class [of 150] this year, so there are 5 teachers [while I will repeat
that my school has about 970 learners and 32 teachers]. So with our small group we managed to travel in a single bakkie to our braai. For the next two hours we drank lots of
cooldrink and ate the most delicious boerwors I’ve ever had. We also hiked up
to a lodge’s pool area in order to get a better view of Waterberg Plateau.
After taking some good pictures we walked down the steps and saw an oddly
placed bridge into the woods, on which a baboon was perched. Mo, thinking this
was a moment that had to be captured [“in America bridges have trolls, but here
we have baboons!”] paused to take a picture. Unfortunately, at the same time
the unfriendly German tourists up at the pool decided to chase another baboon
away from their area, directly towards us. So then we were chased by a baboon
for a quick minute. Luckily the baboon got bored of our frantic screams/running
and went back to his friends on the bridge, but we had a brisk walk back to her
colleagues after that. As the afternoon came around it was time to move again,
so with some extreme luck we soon made it back to Otjiwarango, and then up to
Tsumeb to stay with our friend Allison for the night. As we rode further and
further north the difference in landscape was incredible – so much grass and
tons of trees, all of it just so GREEN! A massive contrast from the south, much
less the rock/moonscape of Luderitz.
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| Attempting to pound mahangu with Sydney in her village |
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| A few of my citenges... I may have bought 12 more at the market. |
Anyway, the next day we made our way up to the Kavango
region of Namibia, which is in the northeast of the country, and another area
that I had not yet visited. We went to the town Rundu, which is actually the
second biggest town in Namibia after Windhoek – we were surprised to learn this, but it made
more sense after realizing that it’s really the sole hub for the whole region,
which is almost entirely comprised of villages. Many of these villages are within view of the main road, we saw traditional hut after hut on our way into town. My first impression of this
area was how blazingly hot it was. Thank God for trees and shady areas. We
stayed with our friend Sydney in her village, Mavanze, which is about 20k outside of
Rundu and really easy to get to by taxi. She works primarily at an OVC [orphans
and vulnerable children] Center, which is a really unique primary project for an Education Volunteer, and that is also where her housing is. My
favorite thing about her village/the whole region maybe, was the midday
pouring rainstorm. I miss the rain so much! The most unpleasant thing about her village was having to use
a latrine, which you had to walk a distance to from her room and then unlock
before being able to use. I don’t think I would fare well with using a latrine for two
years - again, things we take for granted [toilets!]. Our visit to Kavango was spent having evening dinners and sundowners
by the river in surrounding lodges, and a really fun kayaking trip on the
Kavango river, organized by another PCV in our group, Gio. The other side of
the river is Angola, so we kayaked between two countries! That morning was mostly
great, except for when I made the unfortunate discovery that it is possible to get
badly sunburned on the tops of my hands… ouch. So much for SPF 70. While we
were there we also had dresses made for us at the open market out of citenges, which
Sydney told us are actually called Ehekes by people in Mavanze. These are long pieces of brightly colored and printed fabrics that are worn/used by a lot of people in this region. Just over the break alone I used one of my citenges [that someone brought down to me last year] as a pillowcase, sheet, scarf/headwrap, and general cover from the sun - it's uses are endless!
Our time eventually came to a close in Kavango, and we headed back to Windhoek for our upcoming trips. A great sprint of a trip, and just to give another show of how huge Namibia is, Luderitz is about 1545 kilometers from Rundu. The next undiscovered piece of Nam - the Caprivi Strip! Hopefully I will get there in May. To finish up here, a little moment that I wish I'd had my camera for - did you know that goats hate the rain? While in Mo's village we [tried to] help bring the goats into their enclosure for the night. As Mo and Alex waited patiently for me to finish being so amused by the goats [the only animals in Luderitz are street dogs... not as interesting] it began to rain, so we turned to head back to her flat. All of a sudden, all the goats had run out of their enclosure, we thought after us, but to our surprise, they were all running for cover under a tiny porch-type thing. The goats were fleeing the rain!
