An early start and it was into Botswana. The borders here are quite funny - in that you can happily cross then without anyone knowing. We were heading for a bush camp called Ghanzi Bushcamp - run by a lovely older South African Lady who was very polite in telling us Botswana beer tastes like piss! So its still on the Hansa and Windhoek I am pleased to say. We all upgraded to Bush huts which were very cool and that evening had a local tribe perform dances of their culture for us. Was actually pretty cool - have video! The next morning we also had a tour with them, learning about their ways and how they lived , digging for contraceptive roots, painting roots and everything about their bush lives - was fascinating! They also put Tom and I to Shame by creating fire without matches and firelighters. This was sensational - a real taste of Africa. This was defiantly a taste of the Africa in the days passed, but a great experience we all really enjoyed.