Apparently my siblings are trying to show me as much of Africa as possible in my first few days while I’m still recovering from jet lag. (Jet lag = a much sillier and fuzzier world.)
We first journeyed to the Bokaa Dam, which was located within 100 feet of a very small village named (wait for it…) Bokaa! I wish I had gotten pictures, but, well, there were enough people outside that I felt obligated to ask permission first, which was impossible at the time. The houses consisted primarily of one or two open air rooms painted a lime green color with flat roofs. Occasionally they would have rondables constructed of mud, cow dung, heat, and water.
We actually gave a small family a ride back to their house while questing to find the entrance to the dam. The woman and her three children looked as if they’d walked quite some distance already in an effort to see the woman’s sick sister. Apparently on Saturdays it is also a common practice for families to gather outside under the shade of a tree and just spend time together. The men are often in clusters drinking a kind of beer called Chibuku. It tastes, according to my siblings, as if you had swallowed some beer, burped it up, and found what came up had some chunks in it. That chunky regurgitated beer in your mouth would be very similar to Chibuku. Enjoy!
This is the Bokaa Dam. It was an incredibly lovely day as well.
There were donkeys
This picture is to make up for the fact I couldn’t get a picture of the donkey cart that we passed on the way to the dam. I’m positive I’ll get to see more in the future.
After spending about an hour wandering around the dam where I saw my first termite nest. Seriously, these things are huge!
About ten minutes before the sun started to set, we headed toward Gabarone Game Preserve.
Ostriches! Matthew (my brother) pointed out that these ones in particular were males since they had the yellow plumage. Females have gray feathers instead.
This is a Kudu.
::Grins:: I was so pleased to catch a shot of warthogs. They’re really skittish and actually got scared off at one point by some aggressive monkeys. Apparently, in South Africa, they’re called Pumbas.
This is the national bird of Botswana. It’s called a Lilacbreasted Roller.
Now we come to the funny story of the day. You see this dude?
Little guy sitting on the side view mirror. Him. The owners of that car decided that they wanted to get out for some odd reason, so he decided to climb onto their car while they were out. Little dude was aggressive! We were still in our car and nothing scared him off. One of the ladies even tried to bum rush him when he was on the roof. He took several steps toward her, bared his teeth, and swiped at her! He finally left on his own accord even after we got our car really close to theirs and honked at him. At one point, in desperation, Premal (my sister-in-law) pulls out a little flashlight to try and scare him off with it.
These monkeys were so aggressive that we had to roll our windows up anytime we saw them. They have been known to jump into car windows in search of food.