Last day in Ondangwa!

For awhile, I have been trying to make plans to meet my mother in Windhoek when she comes to visit!  I have been excited all trip to finally travel the country and do fun touristy things with my mom.

The trouble is, it is rather difficult to get to Windhoek from Ondangwa- it's 600 km, a 6-8 hour drive.  My host father tried to find someone who was going to Windhoek, but most people come up here on the weekend and work in Windhoek during the week.  He did not want to send me on the "public" buses because I do not know my way around.  He had a cousin driving down, but he said that cousin was a professional thief, so that wasn't a good decision either. We decided that I would fly.

The issue was, we FINALLY (things take time here, and there is no way to politely rush people.  No matter how stressed I am, everyone else is super relaxed) decided that I would fly this morning.  There were no flights left.  Since it's just an hour flight, only a small plane does the route.  Samuel was not worried.  He called a friend who works at the airline (they're from the same village) and his friend told him to call back in 20 minutes.  20 minutes later, "Emilly Summer"  had a seat on the plane.  As Samuel said, "Yes.  It is very useful to have connections."

A cowoker at Dorkambo, who insisted on a photo before I left