Sadly, my run of avoiding jet lag has come to an end. Last night I feel alseep at about 9:30, and then woke up every two hours there after before finally calling it quits about 3:00 in the morning. Talking to some of the other girls it sounds like I was quite lucky in getting that much sleep. We left for the airport at six o’clock, got lost a few times trying to find our terminal, exchanged money, and finally board our plane. Sadly, by the time we boarded the plane my body had decided it hates me again. Maybe it’s something to do with the constant airplane meals, the jet lag, the heat(Windhoek is supposed to get up to 100F today), or a combination of those but my body is the opposite of happy,
Flying into Windhoek was a little confusing. After the captain annouced that we were beginning our desent we all plastered our faces to catch the first glance of Namibia’s capital…. Only to stare out into a world of dried up rivers and brush- hardly a building in sight, and certainly not a bustling metropolis we were expecting. After landing(still in the middle of nowhere) we walked out onto the blazing hot tarmac at the WindHoek International Airport-Did I mention it was summer here? After clearing costums(a breeze compared to NZ!) we met our guide, Nespect, who will be with us for the next two weeks. We find out that this is not Windhoek exactly, and that we must drive a bit to get to the city. Windhoek is quite small- only 200,000 people, but what I saw of it it was quite pretty.
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| Windhoek? Are you out there? |
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| Looking out over the Tarmac at Windhoek International Airport |
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| On the drive to Windhoek |
We settled into our rooms, made it through ice breakers, an introduction to winhoek, and were just about to leave to go tour the city when my body violently protested. No tour for Anna. Thankfully the ladies at Ausburg Global Center for Learning are taking amazing care of me.
Final score as of Wednesday, January 4th: Africa 2 Anna 0
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