If you have read my blog, every place I have ever been I loved. Not true; as you will soon find out I long from love Namibia and Swaziland. In fact, I have already posted on El Salvador, which I found dreadful for many reasons. Botswana, is not the case. I LOVED Botswana. I went for a little more then a week with my besties Matt. I wish I could take this trip a hundred times again. I had never felt more alive then when I went to Botswana. The picture I have with the blog I took at the Hippo Pool Backpackers outside of Maun (pronounced my-oon). I loved this backpackers. I remember watching the EuroCup freezing my ass off because of how cold it got in the Kalahari in the winter time. I was bored while Matt search for chemical enjoyment, so I snapped night time pictures from my Olympus point and shoot. The bar was full of local white Botswanas (there is such a thing). I remember never feeling the racial separation of the world more then when I sat at this bar.
Regardless of how terrible I have felt for being born a Gringo to this day, I was able to capture a truely amazing picture. This picture remains to this day my favorite picture that I have ever taken. Unlike most of the night time pictures I have taken in my life, this one was first time thing. I didn't have to spend several shots to insure that I had a steady hand before taking a still half blurry picture. Some how in my state, I was able to set the camera on the picnic table and capture the Catina built right into the desert. And the edge of the flood waters from the Okavango River fill the desert with a life source. The interior Okavango River Delta is one of those place on Earth like no other. Maybe it was because it was the last thing I did before I returned to the U.S. but it stuck in my mind and somehow that is how I picture freedom to be.
Regardless of how terrible I have felt for being born a Gringo to this day, I was able to capture a truely amazing picture. This picture remains to this day my favorite picture that I have ever taken. Unlike most of the night time pictures I have taken in my life, this one was first time thing. I didn't have to spend several shots to insure that I had a steady hand before taking a still half blurry picture. Some how in my state, I was able to set the camera on the picnic table and capture the Catina built right into the desert. And the edge of the flood waters from the Okavango River fill the desert with a life source. The interior Okavango River Delta is one of those place on Earth like no other. Maybe it was because it was the last thing I did before I returned to the U.S. but it stuck in my mind and somehow that is how I picture freedom to be.
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