On the road again

After an early breakfast, we left Sossusvlei. Hadn't gone far when flagged down by an old German man in his Mercedes Kompressor. Seemed some warning light had come on and he was panicked. After 20 minutes of reading manuals and computerized digital dash displays, we managed to reset his tyre pressure alert. Still wouldn't start until we realized he had left it in drive. Got them started and with a pledge that he 'would never forget us', we headed on in our not-so-scientific, not-so-luxurious Toyota Yaris where Michael can barely raise his arm without rolling down the window.
Drove for 6 hours before stopping in Okahandja where we heard there was a good crafts market. As luck and logic would have it, it was right across the street from the Shell station. A very big market with about 100 shops all offering virtually the same items - supposedly hand crafted by all their relatives in Rundu near the Caprivi Strip. Coincidentally located across the border from Zambia where we last purchased similar items. Everybody in Zambia and Zimbabwe must be carvers. Trees must be getting close to extinct at this rate.
Michael still had a great time shopping. He really enjoys bargaining and Georgia gets to play pack mule. Luckily limited packing space provides some much-needed control over the purchases as Michael was about to buy a life-sized giraffe!
So one minute you are 'writing' offers and counter offers on vendors' arms with porcupine quills and the next minute you are drinking Coke Zero and sending emails from the Blackberry on the highway. Pretty surreal.
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