Uri Nawa

Brandberg, 5th of April 2024 – We drive inland from Hentiesbaai and head for Twyfelfontein. From the road, in the distance, we see the famous Brandberg. The highest point is the Königstein with 2573m.  We stop at the White Lady Café for a drink. It is named after a prehistoric rock painting, to be seen in the Brandberg mountains. It is midday and hot, even in the shade. A strange dog slowly walks towards us, I have never seen this breed. The server tells us it’s an Australian cattle dog. He or she wobbles in between the tables and guests, no cattle to be herded. We are in Damaraland, today Kunene, and move on to our destination, the Twyfelfontein country lodge. The lodge is embedded in the mountain, it beautifully blends into the background. We go to our rooms and relax, watching the thatched roof and wooden beams. The mosquito net still knotted, so far we have seen not a single ankle biter. On the C35 to Twyfelfontein (FDC) Jeep leaves a dust trail in Damaraland (FDC)

To Twyfelfontein, 5th of April 2024 – We have our last breakfast in Swakopmund, the Ocean mist is still covering the town. Our waiter is happy when we enter the room with ‘uri nawa’ (how are you?) and takes paper and pencil to enhance our knowledge of Otjiherero. Muapendu ka (good mornig) and karee nawa (goodbye) roll off our mouths smoothly. We walk out to our car. Indjo tuyende! (Let’s go).  Outside, we chat with a bearded South African, who wants to take a picture of our Isuzu. ‘They don’t sell them in South-Africa,’ is his explanation. Strange experience, a David star dangles on his chest, and he wears a shirt with the Israeli flag on both sleeves. We hit the road, pass Hentiesbaai, where we have a taste of the famous Skeleton Coast further up North. A shipwreck lies abandoned in the waves. Poor people try to sell stones and bracelets to the accidental tourists taking pictures. Jeroen buys some for his cabinet of curiosities back home. Oceans are deep en merciless (FDC) Touris...