The bus pulled into Windhoek, and I checked to see if any couchsurfers had agreed to host me. No luck. So I just went to a hostel that I had previously looked up.

I walked around a bit and took some pictures before joining forces with a local from Windhoek, and we went out partying a couple of nights, which left me rather exhausted.

German street signs. “Happy street”

Windhoek has a kind of European feel to it (more so than the other cities I had visited so far), and there were actually some things to see in the city. Continue reading →