Still on the South African side, our firewood is confiscated because it’s not allowed into Namibia — see that sign? The sign says no maize or maize products are allowed into Namibia. But it’s cold and there are no trees around so leaving the wood is the least we can do. Once in Namibia the roads and scenery immediately improve. One minute we’re driving through a landscape of red mesas and brown buttes that look like the badlands in spaghetti westerns, then over a ridge and it’s plains of grasslands, silver like vast fields of snow. Keetmanshoop appears out of the desert and we find an Internet café. Also street boys, asking for sweeties. We’re warned that they’ll scratch our car if we don’t give them any, but they appear in awe of the Troopy and not only do they leave us alone, but they direct us to the OK Bazaars supermarket. Quivertree Forest rest camp is a few kilometres out of town and we arrive just in time for the three o’clock cheetah feeding. The owner’s daughter arrives at the gate of the enclosure with a bucket containing two freshly dead dassies.
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