I’m knitting with only one needle…

09/09/2014

Enough of this city stuff. Let’s rather head out to the coast.

But first we stopped at the Old Brewery in Windhoek. The building has been converted into an arts and crafts centre. Of course I would want to see what they have! And I can highly recommend the fresh fruit juice at the Craft Café.

We decided to also stop at a tannery in the industrial area of Windhoek. I was surprised to see that you walk through a part of the factory where they trim and sew the hides, in order to get to the factory shop. Unfortunately, I have a nasty way of comparing prices of non-essentials with the cost of a flight to Europe. If it comes anywhere close, I would rather spend the money on the flight. Once again, the choice between a (potential) flight, and an ostrich skin handbag was easy. So we left empty-handed and pointed the car’s nose north on the B1.

For as long as Niel is awake enough to drive, I spend my time crocheting, and scanning the landscape around us for anything of interest. And I’m constantly amazed by the ever-changing landscape. Today, it was the Termite mounds that fascinated me most. Some of these stand rather tall, and I can just imagine the activity that would go into the making of such a huge structure.

We stopped at a Farm stall outside Usako for some biltong. It was 37 degrees. And it’s not even summer yet. How do people stay sane in this heat? And yet, somehow, it didn’t  bother me that much.

Once again, I was amazed at how quickly the landscape changes to nothing. This time, the temperature also changed rapidly, dropping to below 20 degrees within about 10 kilometers. And with Freddy Mercury singing ‘I’m going slightly mad’, I wondered whether these temperatures, or the landscapes perhaps, had a way of messing with ones sanity. I’m not minding the barrenness that much anymore, but I’m not sure if I could survive here for long periods.

Swakopmund is like a little Germany. And very busy with tourists. It really is a lovely town, and with two recommendations for supper, we valiantly attempted  to try at least one of these. They were both full. At our third try, a restaurant built around an old tug boat at the beginning of a rather long pier, we were able to find space in the bar. Not ideal, but we were entertained by the antics of the 4 very busy barmen, at least, and the food was excellent!

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