(in Namibia)

   
  After a 11 hour flight to Johannesburg, another 2 hours to Windhoek, a night spent on a mattress in the German School volunteers' hostel, and another 5 hour bus ride, we've finally arrived in Walvis Bay, Namibia. Having to transport 51kgs of clothing and donated sport equipment was a pain, but nothing got lost. #jackpot

I'm sitting in 10 degree temperature in the garden since the WiFi will not cooperate. 3 layers of clothing on & a blanket later, it's fair to say that I maybe should've listened to people who told me that it gets cold here. Maybe then I would've packed more than 1 pair of long pants for the coming 12 months. That's just one of the many things I've forgotten though..

  



We're staying in a pretty awesome shed in the backyard of a simple house close to the centre of Walvis Bay. I mean we've got our own rooms with bed and shower. We've even got hot water, at least during the afternoon, sometimes you just have to appreciate the little things.

                                                                                                                                                                           


 Today we went to support the U11s boys and U13s girls cricket team of Nara Primary school along with our friend and sport teacher Quinton. It takes getting used to, but the typical way of transport around here is 3 in the front of a pick up truck, and up to anything like 15 kids in the back, it's windy, but so much more entertaining. 

It was nice to get to know some of the kids that we'll be giving sports lessons to for the next 12 months already. My fears vanquished within the first minutes after being asked to help the U13 girls warm up before their game against the U13 Girl's Namibian National Team, none of the kids questioned why a half-chinese guy was trying to tell them what to do with a cricket ball. Not sure if Hongkong has a cricket national team :s..

 

More pictures of the warm up..

The game actually went surprisingly well for the girls, the first announcement by one of the score-keepers was that the other team had won, later Quinton came running saying that the umpire had miscounted and that our girls had actually won, which was celebrated with a mass-squealing and then a dance. It's not exactly a confidence boost when you see that 13 year olds can dance better than you. Anyhow, then 3 minutes later we were told that the national team had won afterall. The girls didn't seem to care too much as they were all busy singing along to the modern pop classic "Fancy" by Iggy Azalea. I told them I knew the song but when asked to perform, all the lyrics that came up were: First things first I'm the realest.. (something, something) giving lessons in physics. At least my hand gestures were impressive. That's that, having a good time here, hope it gets warmer soon. Here are some more pictures.