An early start and it was into Botswana. The borders here are quite funny - in that you can happily cross then without anyone knowing. We were heading for a bush camp called Ghanzi Bushcamp - run by a lovely older South African Lady who was very polite in telling us Botswana beer tastes like piss! So its still on the Hansa and Windhoek I am pleased to say. We all upgraded to Bush huts which were very cool and that evening had a local tribe perform dances of t...