There is an enormous resevoir outside of okahandja that provides Windhoek with much of its water and us with entertainment. This is a picture of one of the trainers coming in from his first ever boat ride. He is deathly afraid of water and it took a few bribes to get him on the boat. He loved it once he was on.
My host brother and I at the resevoir. It was also hard to get him in the water.
My host family and I at the host family appreciation dinner.
My host brother and I on our camping trip. We are on top of a nearby mountain waiting for the sunset.
At the model school graduation ceremony. We sang some traditional songs to the kids. Victory is trying to tune me up.
Three volunteers after one of our many hiking trips. Greg (Wisconsin), Mark (Minnasota), and myself.
Near Okahandja. On top of the mountain we hiked many times.
Near Okahandja. On top of the mountain we hiked many times.
This was during my first site visit to my permanant site. It is a picture of the kids in the host family I stayed with for a week. We were cooking dinner over the fire. They spoke no english and it was very difficult to communicate that week. Sometimes we even resorted to pictures in the sand.
I group of volunteers on a hike the day after we arrived in Namibia. The rainy season hadnt come yet and everything is very dry and brown. The non american looking children were kids that followed us up the mountain. They loved the cameras.
A picture of the kids I stayed with during my first site visit. The plastic ball is what most of the kids in the village use for a soccer ball. Soccer balls are hard to find.
A centipede outside the door at my homestead.
A picture of my homestead from the road. The field the cows are in is now filled with Mahangu.
A picture of a bunch of the dishes that were prepared at the traditional cooking dinner. There is fat cakes, oshithema, chicken stomach, goat, and an assortment of other things i dont really know where they came from. The drink on the right is the traditional oshithema drink made from mahangu. It is what i take as my lunch every day. It is made with flour from the mahangu, sugar, water, and some other stuff. It ferments and will explode if you put it in your nalgene bottle and forget about it. I found this out the hard way twice now.
The freshly killed chicken head.
The matching body.
A mapanie worm from the mapanie trees. They taste a lot like sea weed.
The sunset from the second night in country.
This is the campsite and shelter we built to keep the rain out. Our tent didnt have a rain liner. The shelter didnt keep all the rain out.
Sunset during our camping trip. It is hard to describe how incredible the sunset and sunrise were.
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