Here I am, collapsed as I climb the largest sand dune in Namibia. Phil, the band leader, happened upon a few of us in a market in Walvisbay and asked us to join him on this expedition... so off we went. I hate that you cannot tell in this picture, due to the light and the color of sand in general, how high up I am. If you notice the picnic tables and trees below, that's some indication. The angle of this dune is pretty steep... and as my travelling companions left me to die in the desert, I mustered my remaining strength to get to the top in order to push them down for making me do this in the first place.
In this picture, you'll see the other two singers (Mallorie and Corrine) and Phil, all much faster than me. The trail we left scarring the side of the dune remained through at least the next day. We have marred the face of Africa with our American (and Filipino) footsteps.
I put this photo on myspace and my old roommate Jamie said it looks like an ad for a new WB show. Suggestions for the title and premise show would amuse a weary world traveller.
More to come... Cape Town for the next two and a half days.
I put this photo on myspace and my old roommate Jamie said it looks like an ad for a new WB show. Suggestions for the title and premise show would amuse a weary world traveller.
More to come... Cape Town for the next two and a half days.
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