Today I begin the self-drive safari through parts of Namibia. I arrived in Windhoek yesterday and checked into the Rivendell Hotel. I had time to explore the city and have dinner at a local restaurant, but I’m anxious to get on the road.
Sometimes it’s easy to forget where I am when I’m in hotels and restaurants. It still doesn’t seem real, but riding down the dirt road in the middle of a heard of elephants or a pride of lions or sitting at a waterhole across from a cheetah is pretty unmistakable.
This is what dreams are made of. It’s cold this morning, maybe below freezing, and I’m confused what time and date it is, but as I wait for the jeep to arrive, I’m filled with so much excitement and anticipation that it’s better than all of my Christmas Eves combined.
This is Namibia and I’m finally going on an African safari.