Heading north and towards the famous National Park we stopped at the Epacha Lodge. Onto tarred road for a welcome relief we zipped along. Mostly passing private game parks, you can tell by the high wire fencing. Places you can go and pay your money to shoot the animal of your choice. Not real sporting that I can tell, but very profitable for the farmers. There was a long line at the Windhoek airport at the gun pickup window. (can't just check them you know).Quite possibly the most over priced, pretentious and generally stupid place I have ever stayed. I took that purposely bad picture from the balcony of our "chalet" just out of spite. A less inspiring view one will rarely find. Despite the advertising there's no game about and the staff are not likely to arrange anything anyway. Plus, like most over priced lodging, they charge for internet access. (why is that?) Only thing of note was the drunk Russian guests screaming anglo saxon curses at each other between the buildings.
Let me think of something positive... Oh, the porters did wash quite a bit of the dust off the car so it looked relatively presentable. I gave them a pretty generous tip.
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