This morning we got up early because at 6:30 am we left to go to see the Ntwetwe Pan and the merkaats; we returned at 10:30 am and from then on, apart for a few small brackets, it was a day of complete relaxation, the first since we arrived in Botswana, and probably the last one.

First of all, once we got back from the Ntwetwe Pan, we had a nice coffee; what we needed right after this morning's raise.

The boys from Rome who arrived last night at the campsite leave today and go to Maun, we thought we would not find them again when we returned from the Ntwetwe Pan, but instead they are still here; better because yesterday we had not greeted them, moreover, with the occasion, we can see the new model of Dr Livingstone, both inside and out.

The new Dr. Livingstone looks a little more technical externally, but inside it is smaller and there is less space, even the external compartments are not as functional as ours; and then our Dr. Livingstoneis the most beautiful in the world and precisely because it is ours!

After having chatted a bit with the Roman boys we go to take a shower to get rid of the earth and the salt of the Ntwetwe Pan from the skin and hair; we know that the benefit will not last long and tonight we will be full of earth again, but always better than nothing.

Then we cook and have lunch without stress of schedules and departures, what a relaxing half-day of doing nothing; we would have just preferred to be at the Planet Baobabthat is definitely more comfortable.

If yesterday we were practically alone at the campsite, with the exception of the two Roman boys, today there is more movement; shortly after lunch, in fact, a truck arrives that will be at least 50 years old carrying a group of Spaniards pressed like sardines.

We are relaxing in the shade of our tent, I write and Silvan reads and we listen to some music; the Spaniards look at us fixed as if they had never seen anyone do camping, but how curious! Thank goodness they leave almost immediately because they were bothering us.

Towards mid-afternoon a fully painted camper arrives, it also intrigues us because it has a French license plate, and the curiosity is reciprocal: they approach us and ask us if they can see dr. Livingstone.

They have been traveling for 11 months with their children, they left France, crossed Northern Italy and then left the Balkans, moved to the Middle East, traveled to Iran, part of the Arabian Peninsula and then arrived in Africa and they came down to here; according to their plans they should go back to France this Christmas.

We are pleased to chat with them, it is always interesting to meet travelers and exchange useful information and travel impressions.

After a while we go to the lodge lounge because we need the connection to work; when we arrive we find it hard to find a place to put ourselves because the Spaniards are camping here, evidently their rooms are not yet ready and therefore they have left them here with their suitcases, what an ugly way to travel.

We get to work and take something cool to drink, the lounge overlooks the pool but there is no one in the water, the water will surely be freezing.

At 5.30 pm we return to our Dr. Livingstone and we prepare a spritz; it is the first of this journey and we are the first to be amazed: why did we wait so long?

This is what we needed to finish this half-day of relaxation!

Tonight we cook with the braai of course, it's much more fun than gas and then it creates the atmosphere.

Data di inserimento: 
Tuesday, November 12, 2019