On the road again by 7 am we got to navigate the Botswana highway. There are no traffic lights (or robots in Africa). In the city you stop for cows. In the country the donkeys, goats, ostriches and the odd elephant are a constant traffic hazard. Bus stops are interesting. Every village decorates their own so it’s distinguishable. Some had skulls, tires or chairs hanging from them. There aren’t any signs and you can’t see the villages as they’re way back in the bush. Road kill here is a donkey or a cow as they just roam free. Goats appear to be smarter and quicker at getting out of the way..There are random stops for shoe disinfection for foot and mouth disease too.
The border crossing was quick and easy as there was no one else there. We filled in the form to leave Botswana, got an exit stamp, back in the truck, got out to hand in another form and get the entry stamp for Namibia and were on our way. The first while was a dirt road through a national park which meant more African massage.