Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Africa - Namibia Treesleeper

Thu, August 11, 2011
We continued our safari in Namibia continuing north. It was another early morning as we got up at sunrise, broke down camp, had breakfast and headed to our next campsite called Treesleeper near the village of Tsinsabis. It was a cold morning and a long drive (about 450-500km). When we arrived it was go-time. We had lots of activities planned for the afternoon and evening.

Upon arrival to Treesleeper we set up our tents, quickly used the facilities and then met one of our Treesleeper guides, Hilda. She took us to visit a nearby village. I still can't get used to the idea of people living in stick huts, but that is where many of the villagers live. It was a good thing I wore my sunglasses. Seeing the filthy children play with old, broken car parts made my eyes tear up. It just wasn't right that any child should live in those conditions. Eventually I made peace with the fact that the kids don't know any other way of life and they are happy and content. We played with the kids, took many photos and stopped to buy a few crafts hand-made by the people in the village.

Villagers' Homes
     
On the way back to the campsite we stopped at a local school, visited a classroom and chatted with the principal. She said, "We are sorry to hear about all happening in America and we pray for you." I assumed she was talking about our economic woes because I couldn't think of anything else. It must be bad if people in other parts of the world are praying for us. Oie. Anyway, the girls brought along some school supplies to donate to the school and it sounded like they were in need of the items brought. Way to go!

Inside a 1st grade classroom
When we got back to the campsite we were whisked away onto a Bushwalk with our next Treesleeper guide, Moses. He took us along a path that was built by Dutch students and local people in the area a couple of years ago. Along the way he showed us plants that were used for recreational smoking, poisonous plants to avoid, how to make and use an animal trap that was made of nothing but string and sticks, animal tracks and how to tell from which animal they belonged and which direction they were going. Out of the blue, while walking along the trail, he urgently says, "Get back. Get back." It turns out there was a Boomslang (sp?) snake in a tree...He told us it was "kind of poisonous". Well, we later looked up this snake in our reference book and it said that it was "highly venomous - causing death between 1-5 days of being bitten from internal bleeding". Hmm...I think Moses downplayed that quite a bit! 

After the Bushwalk, when it was dark, we rejoined Moses and Ewald and headed over to an area where the local tribes people would meet us and show us some of their traditional dances. It was amazing! Afterwards we took photos with the tribespeople. The unfortunate thing is that many people in Africa don't use deodorant so there was a lot of body odor all around. Well, one of the tribes people draped his arms around Mai and Heather in the photo. The pungent odor from this man's armpits transferred to their clothing and followed us around the rest of the night resulting in them having to shed those items of clothing until morning when they could launder it in the sink. Anne and I, odor-free, laughed and laughed as Heather and Mai sniffed their clothing over and over again - as if by sniffing the offensive odor multiple times might make it disappear all together. Haha...makes for a funny story.

We then had dinner prepared by the Treesleeper staff. I think this was the only meal I didn't really enjoy, but it was because the beef was prepared rare. I don't eat meat rare, even here in the U.S., so I wasn't about to do so in a foreign country! And that sums up our second day in Namibia and our Safari adventures.

Trail we followed for the Bushwalk
Traditional dance by villagers and tribesman



Sunday, August 28, 2011

Africa Interrupted - Daddy's 60th Birthday Party

Worthy of interrupting my post-blogging from Africa is a quick shout out to my Dad. We pulled off a surprise 60th birthday party for my dad yesterday evening. It was held at one of our favorite restaurants, Shuang Cheng in Dinkytown, that our family loves gathering at for dinners, special occasions, etc. We drove my dad and cousin to the dinner just as we always have so no suspicions there. However, we arrived about 15 minutes earlier than we should have. We needed to stall. So, we said our reservations weren't until 6:15 and got my dad to agree to showing our cousin the U of M campus because we'd just have to sit around and wait for everyone else if we got there too early. We drove around for awhile pointing out the various sights and hot spots to see. Finally it was time to get to the party so we headed over to the restaurant.

As luck would have it, as we parked the car, one of my dad's late-arrival friends walks through the lot on his way to the restaurant. I think my dad was puzzled by his presence, but didn't really put two and two together. I also tried to throw my dad off by greeting my dad's friend and asking where he was eating dinner. When he answered, "Shuang," I shot back with ,"Wow - what a coincidence!" Fortunately with having to get Keira out of the car we were a few steps behind his friend who managed to hurry and get to the restaurant and take his place.

We entered the restaurant and headed to the back room where we could only see my family through the doors...I think he started hearing some of the noise though because he slowed his steps down. Anyway, as he entered the room, his family and friends (about 50 of us) yelled, "Surprise!" and broke out into the "Happy Birthday" song. I think he was truly surprised and most importantly, was happy. I haven't seen him smile the way he did in a long time. It was great to see.

Anyway, the evening went on with great food (a lot of it), fun conversation, yummy cake, surprising gifts and cards (wow - I didn't realize old"er" people could be so dirty) and we just had an overall fun time. Everyone headed out after dinner, but my dad and some of this cronies were going to continue the party elsewhere. Go dad! 

So, Happy Birthday pops! Thanks for being such a great dad and we can't wait to celebrate the next milestone with you. We love you.

Dad and his awesome kids

Delicious tiramisu cake compliments of my aunt and uncle

The guest of honor, my dad

Dad and some of his "old" cronies

Going through cards and gifts

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Africa - Our First Game Drive

Wed, August 10, 2011
The alarm went off at 5:15am and we were up. Well, Mai and I got up rather quickly. I think Anne and Heather took a little longer to adjust to the early morning starts. By 6am we broke camp and were eating breakfast in the cold, crisp air - excited for our first game drive on our way into Etosha National Park.


Within the first 10 minutes of our drive we spotted Zebras. It was very exciting to see them roaming around. One of my favorite shots is of the three zebra butts - see below. Along the way to Etosha we saw ostriches, spring bok (I think it's the national animal of Namibia), etc. But, little did we know that our animal sightings were just starting!

                                   

We finally got to Okaukuejo camp inside Etosha, got set up, had some lunch and headed out on an afternoon game drive. Boy, oh boy! We saw everything!! There were times I was worried about getting a little too close to the animals, but my concerns were totally unfounded.

                                   

  

After our game drive, Ewald took us back to camp and we climbed up the tower there to watch a gorgeous sunset. I found it hard to shoot into the sun, but managed to get a couple of decent shots like this one.


The rest of the evening we spent sitting by the watering hole near camp watching for all kinds of animals as well as watching over our shoulders for wild animals running amuck inside the camp - mainly jackals. Heather got really brave and started making crazy noises to keep the jackals away. I'm sure she saved my life from them at least once. That night while sleeping we kept hearing these really weird, low-groaning noises...We found out later they were hippo noises. Definitely something we don't hear in MN.