'A good traveller has no fixed plans.' Tao Te Chiang
Without question, the most emotionally intense moment of our visit to Namibia in April was the morning we spent, in an open vehicle, with the desert elephants near Twyfelfontein. I have written about this already, in an earlier blog: here is a portfolio of photos that I hope will give you some sense of what is [...]
On a different scale, if you'll pardon the pun, from the pachyderms of Twyfelfontein, are the dazzling lizards - green is for girls and orange is for boys. We saw lots of them, on the deck and in the dining area at Camp Kipwe and on the large orange-and-ochre boulders that formed the walls of our [...]
Mussels are $6 a pound at Doonies on Wednesdays, so a couple of nights ago I headed off down Shaw Street in the direction of Bloor, in search of a pint of beer and some sustenance. And as I went, striding along in the evening light with fresh air in my lungs, I suddenly realised I was happy. [...]
From Ugab we drove on to Camp Kipwe in Twyfelfontein - named 'doubtful spring,' after the white farmer who settled here in the 'forties, and who evidently would tell his guests, whenever they visited, that he was doubtful that the water would flow that year. I guess he was right more often than not. Camp [...]
If Namibia, metaphorically speaking, was the frying pan, what with its 40 degree temperatures, desert elephants and the extraordinary vistas of Etosha, then returning to still-grey and chilly Toronto has been a leap, or spill, into the metaphorical fire. We just haven't stopped, since landing at Pearson. It started with two mailboxes: our physical mailbox, [...]
