And I definitely can't believe that I had not posted these pictures before. This was the actual night of my 60th birthday, the entire point of the Trip of Mystery, which means I was in Swakopmund. It's so utterly strange to think about now, but in regards to my personal life but also the global pandemic (although, hell, three months later Steve and I were somehow miraculously shepherding fifteen students to India and back). My personal life was collapsing, which included the present but also the future, and suddenly my past seemed a lot more foolish as well, and I was in far southern Africa in one of the most beautiful and isolated places on the planet. I'm so happy that I finally made it to Namibia, and the sadness that I may never make it back is almost tangible.
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| The calendar in the Swakopmund Guesthouse, which was a very lovely place to stay if you're headed to Namibia. |
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| Believe me, it was even more delicious than it looks. |
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| Apparently everyone in Namibia somehow magically knew it was my birthday. Here's an impromptu and heartbreakingly sweet rendition of Happy Birthday. |
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| And, of course, I was having dessert. |
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Not a bad view from the restaurant, looking out across the bay and towards the massive sand dunes in the distance.
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