A Baboon, a Marshmallow Suit, and Whims of the Heart

I’m truly about to depart Namibia. I don’t really want to leave this place that is more ancient than the extinction of the dinosaurs. I could live here. I could become a desert bunny and drink mist like all the other creatures that survive among these semi-precious gemstone dunes. Or I could marry a Himba...

This post is for members only.

Already a qualifying Patreon member? Click Here! to access this content.

Comments are closed.

Discover more from Wilderness of Waves

Subscribe now to keep reading and get access to the full archive.

Continue reading