There’s peace and happiness to be had in Botswana’s dusty Maun
The gateway to the Okavango offers an opportunity to glimpse the idyllic and unspoilt beauty of the country
“It’s not a Botswana trip if you don’t get lost.” My friend, who has been driving for the entire day, now sits in the passenger seat and our French companion has taken the wheel. We have been driving for 16 hours and have reached our dusty destination – Maun, Botswana – and are attempting to locate the Delta Rain Sitatunga Camp where we will be spending three nights in Maun, the tourist capital of Botswana.
Our road trip from Johannesburg immediately took on a different feel as we crossed Martin’s Drift, the border between SA and Botswana. As soon as we drove our car through a dip filled with disinfecting solution and stamped our feet on a mat to prevent any traces of foot and mouth disease from entering Botswana, I knew I was in a different country. The first thing to grab my attention was a massive anthill. Anthills and donkeys: lots and lots of donkeys spilling onto the roads – just like the way those “naïve” Americans always tell us we live.
Looking out the window, unsure of where I am heading as a first-time visitor to Botswana, I am convinced about one thing: I have never seen stars like this before. Shining in their glorious brilliance, enveloped by the hazy Milky Way, they shine brighter than any city’s lights ever can. Not even in the SA “bush” have I seen anything like this...