We left around 9 the next morning to head back towards Windhoek. I was a bit relieved to go home and sad to leave this beautiful place. The scenery was nice, though noticeably less nice than the previous days...
Our first order of business was to take the Covid test. Again, I was nervous. Was like the 5th in line in our group at the local clinic - ready to get it over but afraid to go first. It was a long process. We had to sit on little chairs in a line, fill out lots of paperwork, pay our bill, and wait our turn. There were two guys performing the tests outside, so you could see the people in front of you. The girl in front of me... I know she had been traveling these last few months and so had many tests... The technician blocked my overall view of her, but when I heard her moan and saw her leg shoot out, yeah, I was dreading it. It was my turn next, I told the guy to be gentle, and he just laughed. Unlike my other test, I am pretty sure he shoved it up
there another inch - I idly wondered if I would lose actual brain cells. As I walked past the line, a couple people who knew I was nervous, asked how it was - I was still rubbing my nose at this point and said ouch! I could still feel it 30 minutes later.
We were all to meet up at this Portuguese restaurant next door after the test, and we had a big table reserved upstairs in what seemed like a conference room. People who in and had gone through many tests concurred it was one of the worst they had had (Kenya apparently was the worst according to multiple people - I noted that for planning my next trip). It was a very nice restaurant however. One of the girls in my car (Colombian) saw that they had paella and wanted it and I love paella too, so she, another guy and I all shared the paella and an order of clams, and later a dessert. I also got a big beer, which helped take my mind off that god awful test.
were ready to take us to the same guest house. Then, we apparently had a dinner reservation at a famous steakhouse at 6:30. Say whaaaaat? They failed to mention that. We had all got decent meals and were stuffed. And we were supposed to eat steak in like 2 hours??? We convinced them to move the reservation to 8pm, so they did. Thankfully! We went back to the Uzuri Guesthouse to our same rooms and rested a bit before our dinner. I think we took nice showers too.
We then went to Joes Steakhouse for dinner - which is a fun, busy place. Plenty big enough to ensure social distancing. It was set in multiple little alcoves, each with their own decor. George was so excited to eat here I think - he was looking forward to this meal. The drivers were split at either end of the table. At this point... I had kind of had enough meat for the week. I really dont eat that much meat in general and it seemed like that is all I had all week, so I was not planning to get steak. Instead, I got a nice healthy salad.... with a
side of steak. Oryx steak medallions. Lol. It was actually very good - the dressing with the salad was good and there were lots of vegetables, and the steak was actually the best oryx I had of the trip - well done and tender. At that time, the guides started giving out Herero tribe names for each of us. Mine was Uerisuvera (Uerii), which in English means she love herself - I was like.... how exactly should I take that...? They assured me it was positive, but I have my doubts.
our guides took us on a little tour of Windhoek while waiting for our test results. We parked at the beautiful Christuskirche (Christ Church) in the center of town - gorgeous church. However, it was closed due to Covid, so we could only take exterior shots. The church was built following the wars between the Germans and the local tribes (such as our Herero). It was consecrated in about 1910. The Germans first came to Windhoek in about 1890, so they werent here for very long, but apparently the buildings with the red roofs were German architecture, and there were many.
