Departure from Swakopmund was punctuated by stops for diesel and a food top-up. First stop thereafter Walvis Bay for the flamingos. I wasn't expecting those on the Atlantic coast, but there they were, hundreds of them. Quite a sight.
The main highlight of the day was to come at the very end of it, an overnight stop at Boesmann Desert Camp, which was to be the place for sleeping out under the stars, no tent required. We arrived mid-afternoon, chilled a bit and waited for proprietor Boesmann to take us out on a short desert drive. No sooner had we heard the meteorological explanation of how it would be impossible at that time for us to encounter rain here in the deepest Namib Desert than it began to come down in stair rods. And stayed that way for 3 hours. Then twice again during the night. Finally, at 0615, it had another go. Daughter Laila, 17 months, was wide-eyed, having never seen rain before. Needless to say, sleeping under the stars was off. One tent was put up, others slept on the floor under cover in the alfresco kitchen area, whereas I curled up in the truck. Not at all bad, to tell the truth. A pair of socks would have been a bonus, though.
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