…what animals are thinking? What they would tell you if they could? What they’d warn you against, encourage you to do and remind you about? Global travelers love to meet new people. You love to soak in the new cultures at hand, sample new foods and take to heart foreign words of wisdom. But what about the animals you encounter as you traverse the world?
Sticking with our theme of Strange, JD and I headed on from Kolmanskop ghost town to the coastal town of Luderitz, Namibia.
Luderitz is strange for many reasons. The first is that it’s a German town in the middle of Africa. Gazuntite! The second is that with a population of four humans and a cat, it’s the biggest town we encountered in our 1100 kilometer drive up the west coast of Africa. The third is that it is home to the world’s first extermination camp (which just happened to be our campsite). Add in some dramatic rocks, shark infested waters and the annual Crayfish Festival and you’ve got a recipe for Strange Soup, which JD and I slurped down hungrily.
Now, ladies and gentlemen, we head west into the heart of Namibia’s nothingness. Goodbye, Fish River Canyon. Hello, Kolmanskop ghost town. Although this town might be lacking in night time entertainment, the ghosts aren’t complaining. Lame joke. After all, they struck it rich with diamonds during their time here on Earth and are now flashing their bling in the After World – I hear lady ghosts love that sort of thing. Wow, Kath, the jokes are not getting any better. Plus, that was a little bit sexist.
And so here it is – the first of a three part series of Namibian travel photos (that sounds so professional). Despite thinking about it all weekend, I still fail to find the right words to describe this country of nothingness that shocked me with its deserted beauty. What was meant to be a mini-trip to relax in the sun and read a few books became an adventure of chasing ghosts, sleeping in an old concentration camp surrounded by sharks, stumbling onto an incredible Namibian lodge and feeling the sensation of being the only human for as far as you can see. There are other places in the world where you can stop and reflect, but only in Namibia have I ever understood what stars look like when there are no lights nearby; what sounds the desert makes and the thrill of exploring sand dunes and canyons with no hint of civilization in sight. Here are my travel pictures of Fish River Canyon and Vogelstrausskluft Lodge. Now get out there and go travel!
Turns out there’s a whole other side to Moyo Blouberg. After naming it one of Cape Town’s best beach bars I went to check out what it’s like at night. Normally I associate Moyo with cocktails around the pool in the middle of sunny afternoons. But sitting inside, when it was dark out (and I was drinking far less cocktails) I realized Moyo has an appeal I didn’t even know about.
Traveling is the best. But sometimes after long flights, longer bus rides and lumpy hostel beds you find that it doesn’t bring out the best in you. In fact, it turns you into a big, old jerk. Suddenly you’re the one yelling “Doesn’t anyone speak English in the god forsaken place?!” and smashing the souvenirs you bought yesterday. It’s not pretty.
Cities are moody. At times they are vibrant, colorful, exciting places to go travel. But then they fall off the band wagon. Suddenly they are dirty, dangerous and unpredictable. A few years later they’re back to their former glory, until the next dark patch rolls through. They exist on a pendulum that swings from extremes of wonderful to don’t-travel-there.