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A Drink of Dry Land. Journeys through Namibia

A Drink of Dry Land. Journeys through Namibia

A drink of dry land is a collection of journey tales and anecdotes passed on by the locals along the way through Namibia.
du Toit, J.; Marais, C.
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9781770072749
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Book title: A Drink of Dry Land. Journeys through Namibia
Authors: Julienne du Toit and Chris Marais
Struik Publishers
Cape Town, 2006
ISBN 9781770072749
Softcover, 15x21 cm, 244 pages


Description:

In 2004, two South African journalists set out on a two-month expedition in a 4x4 through Namibia. The route takes them from the Kalahari to the wild Skeleton Coast, from the Kaokoveld to Swakopmund, Etosha and Owamboland. This book is not only a record of that journeys but also a collection of 30 years of memories and history. Packed with incident and told with humour, the book is a collection of travellers’ tales and anecdotes passed on by the locals along the way, some moving, some hilarious.

The authors recount the beauty of the Namib landscape, the unexpected richness of its hardy plant and animal life and the gallery of characters – human and animal – who inhabit it. It includes a list of suggested reading, maps, a short glossary and contact information helpful for travellers wishing to follow in their 4x4 tracks.


Extract: A drink of dry land

Down at the disease control gate near Palmwag, the camels stared at us, slowly grinding something sideways in their jaws. And so did the two shifty sorts we'd met coming in. I noticed that the other guy was wearing the aviator shades today. The one with eyes came up to me.

"Where are you going?"
I pointed somewhere south.
Then today's Mr Shades approached.
"Well, I need a lift there."

Once again, I had to say no. I was looking for desert-adapted elephants and I had no desire for a nervous journey. We were not hijacking-adapted. […]