Desert life is all about adjusting your pace to that where you are
The quiet here is almost shocking. When the wind is down you don't hear a sound. The 'lobby' of the camp is quite open and birds fly freely in and out and I felt like I was in their rather open bird cage. The chirping is almost too loud.
Our ride in the jeep through the sometimes rocky and sometimes sandy desert provides a landscape that changes with the suns movement in the sky. The shadows change the shapes in the dunes. At first it appears that nothing could live here and then you notice the Elan, springbok, ostrich and many birds along the way. They all roam freely and gracefully along the way chomping on what grass and plants they can find.
We have had no internet for the last three days and really enjoyed being disconnected. At night we climb the stairs and lie in the bed made up for us on the roof. The stars bright and are scattered all across the dark sky. No sound beside the wind.
We are just leaving for, Hoanib, pronounced Wa-nib a camp originally created to study desert lions and if we have Internet I will try to get some photos on line from there tonight.
We have had an amazing guide and have enjoyed speaking with all the people who are so genuine and happy to share stories about their life in the wilderness. Many of the m leave their families for months at a time to work here.
Our experience here is hard to describe, it seems quiet until you slow down and adapt your speed to the desert way. I can only describe it as riding a bike down a hill at a very fast speed and then jumping on to one that is going at a snails pace, the body and mind must adapt and adjust and coming to the desert is much the same thing.
There is beauty and something interesting in every nook and cranny.
We say good bye with a deep appreciation of our time here and the great effort it takes to make this all happen so people like us from Philly can come and experience this exotic and unspoiled part of the world.