Day one and two...

In the beginning there was a Volvo, and this Volvo carried the dreams and luggage of four girls. It was strong, it was fast and really, really low on the ground...

Day One!
Wanderers Club Johannesburg to Kang Botswana.

After being the last team to leave due to the debacle of space in the car and our braai grid being the only thing on our roof rack we were off.

A stop off in Harties to get some food allowed us a rare sighting of the Silly Buggers crew on their scooters. Go boys go!
With Sarah driving the time slipped by and soon we were at our first border crossing. The wonderful people of the SAPS and Botswana Border control made it easy for us and didn't take our cashews away.
Stopping by the side of the road to take a photo to welcome us to Botswana we were complemented by a truck driver on our awesome stickers.

Driving to the cool tunes of Bob Marley the Volvo ate up the kilometers until an abrupt stop for an indecisive chicken who couldn't decide on which side of the road to cross.
Our first camp was in Kang where we arrived in the nick of time to set up camp in the fading light. This was after Karselle (legend!) drove us through a little bit of rain and lightening.
A meat and greet with some other Put Footers we went to sleep in tents too small and mattresses too big.

Day Two!

An early morning start that got off to a late start go us on our way to the Namibian border. We celebrated our first 1000km with a little dance on the side of the road and after a fill up of cheap Botswana fuel we crossed into Namibia with no problems at all except being really hungry and our lunch packed under everything else in the boot.

So after a small shop for cool drinks and some onions we stopped at a roadside picnic spot to have tuna mayo crackers and a wee which was interrupted by what seemed to be the population of Namibia converging on the picnic spot which is strange for one of the most sparsely populated countries in the world.

On the road again we cracked put the tapes and were entertained by Karselle's little sister's cover of Brian Adams.
The last leg of the journey with Debbie driving was entertaining due to her loud and sometimes profane commentary on the trucks she had to overtake.
Arriving in Windhoek we were pleasantly surprised that the air smelled of bratwurst, and hankering for a Windhoek in Windhoek we came to a stop at The Cardboard Box backpackers and campsite for the night.
This is where we leave you for now. Robyn is currently in the lead in the Windmill game with 11 sightings with Sarah on a disappointing 3 due to her 3 in a row false sightings. Karselle is on 3 and Debbie on 5.

Enjoying a drink and dinner we are planning to be at Toshari Lodge near Etosha by three tomorrow.

Goodnight all and we wish you were here with us.
Peace!