It's on, it's really on now. 2 more rest days. 11 more dinners to cook. One more country. Whichever way you look at it, we're almost there. The blah blahs of Botswana are over now, thank god, and the excitement in the reality of our massive journey, now nearly complete, grows and grows. We might as well be in Cape Town at this point, or at least our brains, as the celebrating is well underway. It's party time on tour. Never a dull moment, never a night ended too early, never an opportunity for shenanigans wasted. I don't know when the last time I got a full proper nights sleep. It seems a waste of time, with a countable number of days left in this continent, the best crew one could ask for, and 80 riders all up to something or another.
You won't be getting any sort of embellished, glorified stories form Botswana, other than the massive elephants, hippos and rhinoceros beetles everywhere of coarse. Other than that, I rode nearly all of my sweeps without even touching my handlebars, watching the world go by, i-pod cranking the tunes in one ear, the other listening out for the vehicle that passes once every 30min. wooo eeee. It's dead flat, dead straight, and I'm sorry to say, but even here in Africa, it can be dead boring.
Headed onto Namibia now, for our final stretch of off road from here to the South Africa boarder, a section that is said to be the most stunning on tour. Our next rest day will be smack dab in the midst of nowhere, where we are well underway planning a staff evening of gallivanting way out in 'The Dunes'. Fun.
No wild stories of adventures and misadventures for now. Our Tour D'Afrique lifestyle is such a familiar world by now, that I'm not sure what falls under the category of 'New and Exciting' anymore. We'll just have to sit around a few evenings back home, and laugh about the million details of what on earth is involved the life and times in Africa.
You won't be getting any sort of embellished, glorified stories form Botswana, other than the massive elephants, hippos and rhinoceros beetles everywhere of coarse. Other than that, I rode nearly all of my sweeps without even touching my handlebars, watching the world go by, i-pod cranking the tunes in one ear, the other listening out for the vehicle that passes once every 30min. wooo eeee. It's dead flat, dead straight, and I'm sorry to say, but even here in Africa, it can be dead boring.
Headed onto Namibia now, for our final stretch of off road from here to the South Africa boarder, a section that is said to be the most stunning on tour. Our next rest day will be smack dab in the midst of nowhere, where we are well underway planning a staff evening of gallivanting way out in 'The Dunes'. Fun.
No wild stories of adventures and misadventures for now. Our Tour D'Afrique lifestyle is such a familiar world by now, that I'm not sure what falls under the category of 'New and Exciting' anymore. We'll just have to sit around a few evenings back home, and laugh about the million details of what on earth is involved the life and times in Africa.
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