Day 02: Windhoek

We're on the first flight to which the new visa rules apply. Doesn't really speed up the process :-)

Namibians pay around 300 euros for a German visa, while we only pay around 80. We get a multiple-entry visa for three months. Apparently, we can only re-enter free of charge for the first 30 days; after that, we'd have to pay again. There'll be a few discussions at the border in 30 days, because this rule isn't entirely clear in advance.

Hilde from Trans Kalahari Inn picks us up, even though Becky is no longer in her storage, but at CarTech Namibia. And after a breakfast stop with her, she also takes us into town.

The new cabin mounts are reinforced, and the welding looks good, including the paintwork.

The windshield we ordered unfortunately disappeared into oblivion during delivery. We've known this since Friday.

In fact, the windows for the Hilux are different for right- and left-hand drive vehicles – with a slight angle in the glass and different cutouts for the sensors. And we learned that Carglass belongs to Belron, which in turn belongs to a Belgian company. It almost sounds like a monopoly. And as a result, an inquiry we received from Hamburg correctly landed with the parent company, PG Glas, in Windhoek, and we received an offer on Tuesday – with a three-week delivery time. Will it work this time?

We have to find a way to pass the time. And fingers crossed. If the second order doesn't arrive, we'll ship it back. Because a crack in the windshield makes off-road driving a risk. Even though PG Glas glued and secured the whole thing.

Then we head to the supermarket in the Maerua Mall – now a regular routine :-)

First, we'll have a quick bite to eat, then get the essentials for breakfast and lunch.

And off to the Urban Camp.

It's still raining in Namibia! A lot! The country is green! We've seen many videos and pictures in recent weeks of flooded streets, raging rivers and waterfalls, blooming deserts, and flooded areas – and indeed, everything looks completely different here. The streets in Windhoek have turned into potholed tracks.

We have a lot to clear and pack and are amazed again at how much we can fit into the car.

It's great that the Urban Camp has a good restaurant. After a delicious meal and a beer and a half each, we collapse into bed, completely exhausted, around 9:00 PM.