It's 930pm and we are all in bed at the Kalahari Arms Hotel in Ghanzi. We rode 180k's yesterday followed with 125k's today. We will ride 209 k's tomorrow to cross the border to Namibia. I have now ridden in excess of 1500k's. The last 2 days have been hot and we have been riding with haste while the wind has been behind us. We will rise at 5 am tomorrow with the intent to arrive at our destination on night fall. These 5 consecutive ride days will have us arriving in Windhoek, Namibia on the evening of the 9th of April. I fly back to Oz on the 12th of April. As we head further South the scenery is changing along with the facial characteristics of its people. The land is still sparsely populated but the people that do inhabit it are from Kalahari ancestry. An older lady commented we are bushmen now due to our riding efforts and our presence in D'Aka ( a small village we had lunch in today ) After completing a long 180k yesterday we set up our tents at yet another police camp. We were exhausted. The day was reasonably uneventful with the exception of the continued presence of livestock and an erratic Ostrich running across the road. When we finished our days riding we were out of water. Thankfully bore water exists at the police and vet checkpoints which we frequent now in the event we have to camp. This particular camp also had huts which Gavan and Shane slept in to avoid putting their tents up. We were able to cook using a cauldron and lighting a fire. The police camps have basic facilities for their staff which we were able to benefit from. Some children observed us setting up and we gave them some of our pasta which was too plentiful for us. It saddened me when they stole our rubbish afterward reminding me of the hunger the children are experiencing in Botswana. At 2am that night I was awakened by a stampede of Donkeys or horses running through our makeshift campsite. The noise was frightening and my small one man tent was been galloped on. I curled up in the fetal position and wrapped my head in my arms to prevent an injury if a hoof were to come down on me. I consider myself quite fortunate I was unscathed and although we laugh about it now I won't forget the experience in a hurry. A few hours later more Wild Donkeys explored our campsite making me wonder whether the cooking and food had attracted them earlier or it was a place they frequented which we had commandeered for a night. Although the ride was shorter the following day we all still felt the effects. I think if you are going to ride 100k + you are going to feel the effects regardless. We were off the bikes by 230 pm which was great and provided us with time to buy supplies for our longest ride tomorrow and recharge phones, cameras, iPods etc. We are all looking forward to witnessing Namibia very soon although we have enjoyed riding in Botswana. Having a bed to sleep in tonight is a treat!