Botswana - Our Pride Your Destination.

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When it comes to experiencing your country, I know I haven't even touched the tip of the iceberg. All I have done is lived in and along the Okavango Delta. This huge village of Maun has been good to me. A village right in the middle of the Central Kalahari. A village where the local Cows, donkeys, goats and horses guard the roads from the side.

Nothing much happens here except the busy tourism to the Delta. This part of the country that doesn't have many chain restaurants even - there's a Nandos but that's about it. Where I come from in South Africa, its hard to begin to imagine any place were there are more black people and there is no KFC. I have struggled just to find a place to buy sof'serve ice cream in my mission to try survive the heat. (After leaving town I heard from  a bbirdie that the locals were very excited about a KFC coming to town.)

The thing about traveling is you are so excited to experience the different cultures and lifestyles of the country's you visit - you end up eating and drinking everything. I mean look at me drinking beer *screams* I DON'T DRINK BEER! Although I'm still not a fan of beer, I have tried it. It's not my thing.

I have discovered different types of traditional beers around Botswana. They have the sorghum beer that all Africans know of, then they have other special drinks. Like the palm wine, not my most favourite but at least I had a try. They have another one called Khadi, unfortunately I can't explain what this is made of as even the locals don't know. And those that make it don't seem to want to share this knowledge with locals. All I know is it tasted good the day we got it, but it ferments more with each day. Even when in the fridge fermentation process doesn't stop. The more it ferments, the more unfriendly the smell. If you drink enough, your pores start excreting that Khadi smell - it is not pretty. You don't want to do that to yourself. So this guy, only drink him when home and you will be home long enough the next day to sweat out the stench. It really is an offensive smell. Khadi tastes  bit like Hunters Gold - Look at me showing my love for alcohol by educating you guys on types of beers. I love it.

I have eaten so much of everything and managed to put on enough weight to now declare my clothes a size too small. There hasn't been any exercise at all and you can't attempt to go jogging in the heat - heat stroke is real, trust me on this.

It is in the Central Kalahari that I experienced heat almost unforgiving. I have been sun burnt before, but nothing like this. I got sunburnt and felt my skin sizzled when I finally found the shade. The afternoons are miserably, unbearably hot. The evenings are the most beautiful cool evenings, you can't help to sit outside and watch the stars. The clouds often threatens rain as this is the rainy season, but it doesn't happen. The next day will be just as hot as the last if not more.
It is said that visiting the Okavango Delta is best during the winter months. But as a Joburg girl, this doesn't fascinate or excite me much. Temperatures drop to almost freezing, water levels are higher and also it is easier to see the wild animals during that time. There is no way to swim in the Delta in the freezing cold water. Well, the real reason I went to the Delta was to swim to my hearts content.

The Batswana people of Maun are beautiful and very welcoming. Very loving and respectful group. Although it is here were I experienced the most shocking racism. It is Botswana where I was called a "N*gger" by a Zimbabwean national - Go figure right?!? I have never experienced racism in South Africa, so this was quite an eye opener. Not the idea I had in mind of the Africa I would experience. I have also met some lovely white local Batswana people who I spent afternoons with overlooking the Delta sharing funny and horrifying stories. I mean, we had a lady read her divorce decree out loud to us. I have also experienced some white privilege that left a rather bitter taste in my mouth.

I am learning that, in Africa - there is a lot to learn and just as much to encounter. I have to put on my big girls panties and grow a thicker skin, its not only going to be fun and games, reality might be harsher than expected.


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