It’s interesting when emotions hit you. I would have thought that I might have felt more than a little anxiousness while quad biking. However, this morning on my way to the Windhoek airport to make my way back to Cape Town, the emotions were quick and surprisingly sudden. It’s the exact path I made to get back to the US so long ago. I found myself wondering how I made it home in my condition at the time and the feelings were deep inside.
I felt like crying but kept them at bay, lest I appear to my other taxi mates as a weirdo. We pulled into the airport and there sat an International SOS vehicle and crew getting ready to pull out. They’re the international rescue team which evacuated me. It was a stark reminder of how I ended up there and as if the emotions weren’t welling already that sent them into internal overdrive. I wonder who they evaced this time and what their condition may be or what harrowing ordeal they may have had to endure?
It was satisfying to walk into the terminal and sit at the gate under my own volition. I boarded the plane and while I had a fantastic time and would highly recommend Namibia as a travel destination, am happy to put it behind and look forward to the next unknown adventure that lye ahead.
