I love Maun. Despite the march of civilisation, it still has the atmosphere of a frontier town. Many years ago, the only buildings that existed there was the airport, some mud huts and the infamous Riley's hotel, now there are malls, major supermarkets and a plethora of safari shops and backpackers. However, civilisation is interspersed with white sandy roads and roaming donkeys, cows and goats. The backpackers are full of young people from all corners of the earth. We spent a memorable evening at 'The Bridge' last year seated round a fire next to the river and talking to a bunch of youngsters. The cross section of nationalities was enormous and listening to their chatter and stories of their travels as they criss-crossed the world made us want to be young again. |
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