Before departing Kazungula we had to push-start the truck because the battery was low! On the way to the border between Botswana and Zambia we happily overtook the miles and miles (literally) of haulage trucks that were queued up to take the tiny ferry across the Zambezi River to the Zambian side (tourists have priority - it was quite fun, it felt like we were VIPs!). The Zambian immigration officials didn't even cross reference our passports to our faces - Sammy...

It was a long drive from Maun to Kazungula on the bank of the Chobe River. At our campsite we saw crocodiles and a hippo swimming in the river. Almost everyone upgraded to bungalows but Ruth and I stuck to our tent - it bucketed with rain all night and I had to run out to put the windows and door down on the tent and got soaked We were up early for a 5:30am game drive which didn't start until 6:45am because one of the trucks had broken down - rather annoying. I...

On the drive through Botswana from Ghanzi to Maun I noticed that most of the houses are very small - they don't look bigger than one room. Maun is a reasonably sized town and it has a Nandos where we stopped for lunch. Two local guys started having a fisticuffs outside the front door but the staff were just laughing at it so I wasn't too worried. When we arrived at the campsite I was quite busy - I was on cooking duty (steak, potatoes, butternut squash and carrot...

We were picked up in some open safari trucks with trailers on the back for our bags, tents, food, etc. for the three-hour drive into the Okavango Delta. At one point during the drive I saw some little creatures (maybe meerkats) run across the road in front of us. It was a pretty hairy drive on dirt tracks with frequent flooded sections, one of which our truck got stuck in and was tipping precariously to one side (which of course was where I was sitting, freaking ...

After leaving Windhoek we stopped at the pretty little town of Gobabis to spend our remaining Namibian Dollars. There were lots of Herero ladies walking around in traditional big brightly coloured dresses and head-dresses that stick out at the front like horns. We crossed the border from Namibia into Botswana, where the roads were much better - tarmac-ed and smooth - but there were a lot of cows and donkeys roaming around on the roads so we had to keep slowing...