We stopped at a ghastly place called Rakops, to check out the scenery a bit. The little towns all had gigantic heaps of empty bottles lying in certain places, which made us thirsty!
We saw a wall made of bottles somewhere there, sort of like this!

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One thing that we loved was being stopped by a rather haggard individual in a back alley. He was not going to waste our time, and did not beat about the bush, and said: "My Lord, I only want your likwa."
We duly provided him with some liquor, and that became our saying for the rest of the trip when requesting a refill!
Around mid-afternoon we arrived at Maun, quite a large place and much more organised!
We attended one of the couple of pubs in the place (There must be many more now), to stretch legs try some likwa. We discovered two things...St Louis Beer and Rum and Tonic, which is quite nice but not on a permanent basis!
We lost a lot of time with these experiments and reached our overnight spot, a fishing camp nearby, quite late.
My first view of the Okavango River!
The Dimwits pitched a very rudimentary camp and went off to the lodge for more experiments but I was sulking and guarded the camp. It was nice when a storm began brewing and I watched, lying on my stomach like some young Gerald Durrell, the entire process of termites leaving their nest to fly away to a new destination! It is a complex process that involves workers building a sort of airstrip, and is highly to be recommended!
Our campsite later!
(Notice one flip-flop is already missing from the bull-bar)
The next day we were in Namibia quite quickly and the story will carry on there!
