Can a girl not take a shower in peace?
And what a shower it was. Out in the African bush, a couple of cubicles made of reed screens, underneath a huge, spreading...tree. At this point, would be nice to say what sort of tree bu
And what a shower it was. Out in the African bush, a couple of cubicles made of reed screens, underneath a huge, spreading...tree. At this point, would be nice to say what sort of tree but if it isn't an acacia, a baobob or a quiver tree (which it wasn't), I am a bit lost on African trees.
Anyway, back to my shower, and a chance to clean off the Namib desert dust and reflect on a long day driving through the rocks and sand, scaring skittish springbok away from the side of the road. And a chance to think about the ancient rock paintings that I had seen, pictures made by people who had populated this seemingly inhospitable environment for years, who had not only managed to survive the heat and drought but had found time and energy to create such beautiful art.
I had just turned the tap on when I heard shouts calling me away from my shower. Exasperated, I pulled my clothes back on and headed out, where, maybe a hundred yards away, a big bull desert elephant was taking a leisurely stroll along the dry river bed that ran alongside our camp. We climbed a nearby koppie and sat watching as the sun went down and the elephant ambled slowly away down the river.
I did eventually get my shower but I'm glad I wasn't allowed to take it in peace.
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