Vacationing in Africa is somewhat like a long sustained battle. A battle where any respite feels like a victory. Wandering out of the lovely cocoon that is Cape Town, South Africa I realized that 'Africa' is anything but Cape Town.
These past two weeks have worn me out for sure, but in return I saw worlds untouched by anything but a single dirt path. Since there's a lot of ground to cover (like the 6 hour drive from the capital of Namibia to the next town with something more than one family and goats, Swakopmund) I'll try my best to divide up the next few posts and keep them focused.
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