My relaxation time in Maun was great, and much needed. The only thing that could have made it better was if there had been a Taco Bell in town. :) The rest of the group had a nice time in the Delta, despite a small group of them being charged by a buffalo on one of the game walks. No one was hurt though.

After one last night back at the campsite, we set off early the next morning and crossed the border into Namibia.

The name Namibia comes from the Nama word "Namib," which means "dry, vast plains." So far it has definately lived up to its name. We drove for 2 days seeing almost no civilization. Even though there were road signs, they didn't exactly help identify our location. Our next destination was Etosha National Park in Northern Namibia, but since it was over 1000 km from Maun on a shockingly pot-hole ridden dirt road, we had one overnight stop in a town called Rundu, on the Angolan border. Its not suprising that Namibia has the lowest population density (2 people per sqare kilometer) in Africa, an already sparsely populated continent.

We spent two nights in Etosha camping near the different watering holes to see the game as it strolled into drink. Since it is the dry season, the wildlife was practically lining up to get to the water. Both of the campsites we stayed in had floodlit water holes so we could watch the animals at night. We were advised by our driver, Big Boy, not to try to sleep at the water hole (not that it had even crossed my mind) because a former passenger actually got eaten by a lion after he fell asleep there. Even camping in the tents near the water hole was a little scary - I woke up a few times to something lurking around my tent. It was probably just jackals, but I definately didn't stick my head out to check.

Etosha is supossed to be a fantastic place to see wildlife, and it certainly was, but to be honest, after being here for almost 2 months and having just come from the Serengeti and the Ngorogoro Crater, I'm a bit game'd out for the time being.