A very interesting walk along the Atlantic in Namibia. Journey to Africa 2018
Upon arrival in Swakopmund, I immediately booked several excursions, or rather one combined for 2000 NAD (9243 rubles), sea, and along the desert dunes in a jeep. Very expensive, but without them it is not interesting. After a wonderful breakfast, a bus with already seated white and very tanned tourists called for me. I got on the bus, and as usual, said hello and gave my name. Then I told them that I was from Russia, our President Putin. Have questions for me? All of a sudden, for a moment, they calmed down, they say. what was it now? Then everyone said in unison and nodded that there were no questions for me. I sat in the best seat next to the driver and took out my camera to take pictures while driving. There was silence on the bus the whole way. We drove 45 minutes south of Namibia to another resort town (Walvis Bay) Walvis Bay, the Namib-Naukluft National Park. We stopped at the parking lot of boats, where we had to wait for our boat, which was waiting for its turn to the parking lot. From the shore it was visible how the seals and pelicans tried to get on the next boat, and the sailor drove them away with a stick. Finally, we were loaded, and we sailed away, and seals and pelicans rushed after us, sometimes dolphins jumped out of the water. After an hour of sailing, we dropped anchor, and gulls, pelicans and seals immediately rushed towards us. Our guide told a lot of different things, and then began to feed the seagulls, which flocked to our boat in dozens. The first show has begun. Tourists also began to feed the seagulls. I fed the seagulls from my hand, so they bit my fingers so badly. They turn out to be smart. Some only tried to grab the bun, while others snatched it right from under the noses of their relatives. Then we sailed to the peninsula of seals, where from their number there was a continuous dark strip instead of yellow sand. Here began the second show with the participation of the cat, which the guide allowed to board our boat. How clever he is. He quickly climbed the steps and ran to the bow of the boat, where the tourists were sitting. He allowed everyone to stroke himself and take pictures with him. I was lucky enough to take pictures with him too, although clueless tourists blocked my photographer, who turned out to be too shy to disperse the crowd for one minute, or get his ass off the boat seat. Having received his portion of fish, the cat jumped into the ocean, and we had lunch. One sailor opened the ocean shells with meat, another laid out food, and the third poured champagne. Everyone ate plenty, and there was a lot of food, like champagne. The tourists were kind of slow. They drank silently without toasts. I offered to drink for tourists from all countries, and they silently drank. I had to drink a bottle of champagne, and the guide still offered, but I could no longer drink, as I had overate different bruters. The driver of the boat also drank incessantly.
After lunch, we swam close to the seal rookery. It was interesting to watch them. Little cats were guarded by one main mother. The most important dad, fat and huge, watched over the order in his colony. Twenty minutes later we sailed and stopped again, where the pelicans immediately flocked. The show continued. All the tourists began to take pictures with them. Fifteen minutes later the guide began to drive them away. The pelicans refused to fly away and demanded the continuation of the banquet, but the fish had already ended for them. Realizing that nothing would shine for them, the pelicans reluctantly flew away in search of another boat with tourists. Five hours flew by unnoticed, and we landed on the shore of the town. Some tourists went to hotels, and I changed to a jeep, and we went to the endless sand dunes of Namibia even further to the south of the country.
What a beautiful one.
Pelicans swam with us. They are not at all afraid of people.
A seagull yells at the other seagulls to miss her donuts.
The cat hugs me. It was very difficult to take a good photo. Everyone wanted a photo with him. It was great!!!
I know that some "experts from the site" will say that the cat was first given an injection, and then only it was allowed to reach me so that it would not eat me instead of fish.
What nice pelicans. "Connoisseurs"! They were not given injections either, as they are not afraid of tourists, knowing that they will be fed fish.
The road to the reserve, where you will board the yacht.
The Atlantic coast of Namibia.
Our yacht.
I managed to take a photo when a seagull snatched a piece of snack from me, while pinching my fingers. Hurt.
Mom pushed her baby onto the buoy to bask in the sun.
I overate them with beer. Delicious!!!
The driver of the yacht is drinking with us. He says that there is no traffic police here.
It's a shame that Eurekas drink without toast. Not interested!
And I made toasts, and everyone had to drink with me. Champagne is delicious, especially when you want to eat. Eh, I would repeat.
Seals are not afraid of tourists, and jump on the yacht right on the spot.
How nice they are!! !
Kitty: "Give me a fish, otherwise I won't hug. "
Cat: "I agree to hug a Russian for a tasty fish, otherwise I don't want to be chased across the Atlantic Ocean. "
My happy moments of my trip to Africa.
Handsome.
