Bagani Camp

After the Okavango Delta and the UmVuVu camp (as it was called), we headed back into Namibia. See, there are no roads that took us from Okavango to our destination in Chobe National Park, so back to Namibia we went.

Staying 10 km from the Botswana boarder, we stayed at a camp site called Bagani. Having had enough of tents for a while, Kaitlin and I decided to upgrade to one of the huts (was 20 bucks a person, less actually). Our first room we got to we put our stuff in, laid down, until I notice Kaitlin said "I think there is a head moving up there".

Sure enough, a fruit bad had made its way to the top of the rafters and was spying on us. Not eager to get rabies, we were lucky to be able to switch rooms.

It was a pretty laid back day. That night we all went to the bar and turned Jenga into a drinking game. The bartender gave the loser a shot of this Chili flavored vodka. I lost one game. It was horrendous. I had heart burn for the rest of the night (or the back of my throat just burned like hell). No amount of water or beer or anything could stop its pain. And I wasn't the only one complaining.