17 August 2010
I started the tour in truly "self-sufficient" way. I packed the bike in the box, carried it from my home to the city bus station, got on the bus in rush hour, got out at the main bus station, put it on a bus to the airport and there I checked it in. On the other side of the globe I got the bike almost unscratched at the Windhoek airport, assembled it and rode for 50 km to the center of the city where I'd reserved the hostel.
I started the tour in truly "self-sufficient" way. I packed the bike in the box, carried it from my home to the city bus station, got on the bus in rush hour, got out at the main bus station, put it on a bus to the airport and there I checked it in. On the other side of the globe I got the bike almost unscratched at the Windhoek airport, assembled it and rode for 50 km to the center of the city where I'd reserved the hostel.
Road from the airport towards Windhoek. There were not much cars, but ones that were there were blasting through at 200 km/h.
This year's set up. Less then 5 kg of luggage - including the crocs.
The next morning I was already on my way to the "official" start of the tour: Swakopmund, the little, german-flavored town on the Atlantic coast.
The Namib desert
Atlantic beach at Swakopmund
Main Got! Ist das ein Deutches Hotel in Afrika?
Driving - nicht gut für Gesund.
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