Along flight from London ends with a sunrise descent into Windhoek. The tiny window struggling to fully reveal the scope of what Namibia offers. The light, the curvature of the earth and the space, as if infinite within the world.
Straight onto the road and I spot a family of baboons perched on fence poles while they have breakfast, less amazed by me than I am by them, I get excited like a child and instantly feel guilty for every time I have admired them on my way around a zoo. Rows of gigantic mountains line the road, and when we stop I notice the variety of succulent plants, which brings so much joy, then the birds start to entertain and I can’t help but laugh out loud. This simple act of just watching and observing is a far cry
