Back from Botswana

It’s 11pm, we’re somewhere east of Gaborone, I think it’s east of it, hell I could be west of Gaborone. I kind of lost direction about eleven hours ago when we did a U-turn in the industrial sector. Cell C reception disappeared early this morning when we entered the Groot Marico district. What I do know is that it’s 11pm or somewhere just after. We’re in the bush near Gaborone in an all terrain vehicle with no windows, hurtling down a hill in the dark, towards somewhere hopefully warmer. There are about 20 other people in the vehicle and they are all singing in a language I think is Setswana. I’m writing this on a piece of paper in the dark, because I don’t want to forget, I’m not sure that photos can convey the effect of being out here.

Finally back home after a 400km ride across the border. Just checked the pics, backed them up, there is a migraine settling behind my left eye. You’re going to have to settle for just the one photo until Monday.

 

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