So, its a desert

I've been in Namibia for a few days now, and pretty much what I've seen (and what i've been camping in) has been deserts of all kinds. Sandy, rocky, barren, deadly, cold, hot, warm, made of granite, limestone, its all been here.

This will probably be the hardest part of the trip for me as I hate extreme heat mixed with sand. Sand and dust gets everywhere, and just makes things a bit uncomfortable for me. The heat at night forces me to sleep on top of my sleeping bag, and with dust and sand, I wake up in the morning sweaty, sticky, and slighty dusty. Thats pretty much my biggest complaint, if not the only complaint.

After my last post, we went to Fish River Canyon for a sunset view of the 2nd largest canyon in the world (after the 1st, the Grand Canyon. America!). It was breathtaking, and since we were, I kid you not, the only ones there, it was that much more beautiful to not have a bunch more tourists surrounding us.

Recently we went to Soussevlei, home of the world's largest sand dunes. In the morning before sunrise we climbed one of the largest ones in the area (Dune 45, as its called) so we could see the sunrise over the countless dunes in the area. It was really pretty. The sand was exceptionally soft, and sitting on it felt really cool and comfortable. After the hard climb, running down the dune was a lot more fun and much less exhausting, and the pictures I snapped were amazing.

If I get a chance to upload pictures, I will, cause last night's camping was (really) a fun experience (and probably the only "fun" one of these kind of camp sites coming up). We went Bush Camping. We were in the middle of the desert, flat land surrounding us for miles and miles. We found this giant rock or two that had a minimal camp site set up (think rocks lining a road to designate a driving path, and nothing more). We set up our tents, and for miles and miles in every direction was rocky desert.

In the morning I woke up early (I had to water some plants, long night of drinking fake orange juice), when, on the ground next to my little plant I was watering, I noticed something. It was a leg. It was a torn off leg. It was a torn off shreded tendent leg of some cat-like creature. Clearly we weren't the only ones camping there last night...

Anyways, we are now in Swokopmund (i hope i'm spelling that correctly). Just like every other place in Africa, there are about a million KFCs and no McDonalds, which I find hilarious. Its a nice touristy town. We have some fun activities planned for tomorrow, and I'm 99% sure I'll survive them all, so hopefully you'll be getting another blog post from me soon.