One has a feeling about a place sometimes. I guess that’s what they call intuition. As much as I’d felt Maun wasn’t really my thing, it seemed like Windhoek was.
I’d caught a bus from Maun to Ghansi. I overnighted in Ghansi.
The next part of the journey would be the beginning steps to my new home, a change for good for ever.
Alas, I was around 3 days into this blog and I have run out of steam or become distracted!
I will get back to it soon, I am busy blogging on my kids stuff…
