Travel diaries: Namibia
Last week I had one of the most horrible and most beautiful travel experiences in my entire life. Together with my mom we went to Namibia for work, to shoot a campaign for our family company Bolon. That’s another story, lets stick to the beauty of Namibia. I packed my analog camera and three rolls of film, and here’s my trip through that tiny lens. Are you ready?
Dress Attico and hat is Vintage.
First we went to Windhoek, the capital of Namibia and then straight into an eight seated small propeller aircraft two hours up north. Where the pilot had no shoes and gave us bags to throw up in. 15 minutes later I got it, I hit my head in the roof at least 5-6 times because of the turbulence. And yes, I had the seatbelt on. The worst rollecoaster ride in my life.
Next destination: no wif-fi zone
After three hours of turbulence and two hours of driving straight out in the desert we finally arrived to the camp, Serra Cafema, located on the border to Angola. Five hours from the closest civilisation in ANY DIRECTION. And you know what, either phone reception or wi-fi. You should’ve seen my mom’s face when they told us “And by the way, we don’t have any wi-fi. Enjoy your REAL vacation”.
And so we did. We left our phones at home for the next three days and just did everything we could to experience every centimeter of the surroundings.
Dress Attico and sweater from Beyond Retro.
The Himbas people
One morning we went to visit the amazing Himba people, the original inhabitants of Namibia. I find cultures so incredibly fascinating, and this people were just amazing. They live in groups of 20-25 where the women are in charge of everything. They walk 12km everyday to get water down in the river, and have never showered in their entire life.
Suddenly our guide screamed something we could not understand, and all the kids ran and gathered tons of beautiful handcraft on blankets. Like a bazar, but on blankets. And I think it was the prettiest necklaces I’ve seen in a long time, I got at least ten of them.
Dress Valentino, blouse Dolce & Gabbana and the headband is from Prada
The first three nights we lost our luggage, it was sent to the south of Namibia and as you know we were up in the north. I never appreciated to put on a new t-shirt that much in my entire life. After three days in the same outfit (including 30 hours of traveling) and then work in over 40-degrees heat, it wasn’t really fresh anymore. But then finally it arrived after some crocodile tears from my mom and we could finally go all in for the clamping looks.
Dress Valentino, hat Prada, shoes Balenciaga and bag Chanel.
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