Spring Break Part 4: Swakopmund

We woke up and packed up our tents and then headed down the road to Swakopmund. We passed the Tropic of Cancer (and saw zebras and baboons in the distance). We stopped in Walvis Bay where there is a huge lagoon, though we didn't see any of the flamingos that we were told would be there (we did drive by Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt's house though). Our hostel in Swakopmund was just as nice as the others and we walked into the main town for some shopping and a short visit to the beach. Back at our hostel we met up with Martin for dinner and then attempted to see the nightlife, but were sorely disappointed when every bar was empty. So we consoled ourselves by hanging out at our hostel and then heading to our comfy beds. We woke up bright and early to be picked up by Desert Adventures for our quad biking and sand boarding combo. The quad biking (quad bikes are like ATV's) was terrifying at first by so exhilarating. We got to race up the dues and then fall back down and going fast was really fun. When we reached a really big dune we all got off and started sand boarding (which is really just like sledding, except on sand). Griffin and I hiked up the tallest dune and then luckily got a ride back up (because it was really difficult walking in the sand, especially with a huge board that magnified the effects of the wind). The driver entertained us by doing wheelies and speeding over the tops of the dunes (with us hanging on for dear life). On the way back we had a little scare when Monica flipped off her quad, but we headed in slowly and she didn't complain. Then it was time to say goodbye to our British friends and Martin and we headed back to Windhoek for our last night. We stayed at the same dorm and met some interesting people, including one guy who was bicycling from Ethiopia to Cape Town! We collected all of our change (since we didn't want to go back to the ATM) and managed to buy one pizza which we devoured. We got to sleep in a bit and then packed up our stuff and drove to the airport. The flight was more crowded this time but just as easy (they even let Marlee take her water through security and when we told the lady that usually we weren't allowed to carry on water she said, "Since When?"). Our flight from Joberg to Accra was empty (we each had our own row again!) and we arrived in Ghana around 9:30, tired but more or less relaxed. Coming back to Ghana was great, because while we were away we realized that the more we talked to other travelers about Ghana, the more we missed it. By the end of our trip we were bemoaning the fact that there were no open gutters and no guys saying, "Etesen". But I still loved every minute of South Africa and Namibia and I can't wait to visit again (hopefully with more people who have yet to experience the beauty of southern Africa)!!!