Village life

12 Jul

Here are some photos from day two.

We were running low on water so went into this little village, well actually they call them homesteads which comprise of a bunch of grass/mud huts that an extended family calls home. We ended up doing an interview with Fostino as he spoke really good English.

Fostino and his family after the interview. I asked Fostino what he does during the day, and he answered, “nothing”. And from what I’ve seen so far of village life, I think he sums it up. Once he finished grade 12 there was nothing really for him to do, Namibia has 50% unemployment, and he lives in a remote poor village. He fills his day in cutting fire wood and playing soccer and sitting. So having a couple of foreigners come in wanting some water was probably a high light.

We knew we were getting close to our destination of Nyangana as the amount of bikes we started seeing increased.

Turning off to Nyangana to visit our first bike work shop.

Stopping off at a store on the way to Nyangana.

We forgot it was Saturday, so the bike work shop was closed. But asking some locals managed to find Veronica who runs it, and she opened it up for us to have a look and got the other employees to come out so we could interview them.

Thumbs up to Veronica and her workers.

We pitched our tent in Vernonica’s family homestead. Our tent pictured in the back ground. It was quite funny, the only places with electricity in the village was the shebeen (bar), and it just so happened to be right next door. Being a Saturday night, the music went to the early hours, then started again at 7am. This was what I envisioned Africa to be like, no electricity, chickens, dirt roads, rubbish, cooking on a fire, cute snotty nosed kids, friendly people. It was a cool experience, sitting around the fire with all the family from the grandparents to the little kids sitting at your feet in the sand.

In the morning Veronica took us to the river and one of the fishermen took me for a cruise in his boat that was literally a floating hollowed out log. I would hate to come across a crocodile whilst sitting in one of these.

Saying good bye to our hosts the next morning.

4 Responses to “Village life”

  1. Sich at 7:55 am #

    Amazing experiences guys, great human encounters, super stoaked to hear it, feels pretty surreal as I look up from the laptop and see big fat snowflakes settling on the lawn. Keep that footage rollin’ Hapman!

    • Hap at 7:38 pm #

      hey mate,

      sorry for lack of emails, not much internet on the go, but the footage is rolling. good footage, anyways I will email.

      Hope the house is going well.


  2. Pauline at 4:43 pm #

    I am hooked on following you guys and so happy to see you both doing well…such friendly people on the way and what great hospitality! Mama Pauline

  3. Geoff at 2:44 pm #

    Really great receiving your photos and feel like we are sharing your “real life” Namibia
    experiences. So good to see everyones smiling faces.
    Love to you both.
    Lynn & G

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