Shaking it Swakop Style

After our activities briefing we checked into our cute little A Frame cottages in groups of six. Not only was it nice to have a real bed and a real shower, but I was also sharing with a great group of girls. We'd all spent the afternoon exploring this quaint little German style town with its fabulous shopping and somewhat incongruous architecture for Africa. Most people had bought something new to wear and were glamming it up with hair and makeup and there was a real festiveness in the air as all 24 of us headed out to dinner.

We ate at a great little restaurant with a mostly Italian range from pizza and calzone to deliciously tender springbok medallions. The wine was flowing and the pranks were being pulled and this night was only going to go one way. And so, afterwards it was off to the bar to shake it Swakop style!

While some did shots others danced by the smoke machine, and more again played pool. When we weren't playing pool we were putting the poor guys that dared to challenge us through hell as we used our wiles to distract them! When the music turned more doof doof than dancey it was request time. My tenty was quick off the mark to request Barbie Girl by Aqua and you should have seen us all turning the Botswana Barbie wave into a full flung dance. Needless to say there was some eye rolling from our d-floor neighbours who weren't in on the joke. Funnily enough one girl was there who I'd also seen in Zanzibar, Lake Malawi and Livingstone! But when Waka Waka came on we really went wild.

At one point we started a stage on top of a table and put on quite a show. I think after weeks of camping with mostly Amarula and a fireside song to entertain us, there was some catching up to do. The truly dedicated ended up at the casino for a few last drinks, with little regards for tomorrows consequences, before a lovely local guy drove everyone home on the back of his ute (I'd shotgunned the front!) We'd got to know each other much better that night. Mostly for the better, but some people's cracks were starting to appear - the tour leaders weren't as professional as you'd expect, and one girl in particular had elevated man-clinging to an all new high. I had a feeling this was going to develop. After a late night it was off for a sound nights sleep before an early wakeup for sand boarding in the morning.

Give Harvs a goodnight kiss from me

Xxx