Day 12, Swakopmund

Originally posted 1/13/18


Swakopmund is a tiny little town with a lot of German influences. Namibia was a German colony, originally, and several of Swakopmund's residents still speak German, a remnant of the previous regime. Nowadays, the official language of Namibia is English, and many residents also speak their native languages.

Windhoek had highs in the 90s nearly everyday we were there, but Swakopmund's temperatures are more mild. The climate shift was very welcome.

In the afternoon, we went on a van tour of Mondesa (Mohn-deh-sah), a township of Swakopmund similar in origin to Soweto and Katutura. We visited an outdoor market, a resettlement community, a traditional medicine woman, and an artist.

Our last stop of the tour was to hear a Namibian a cappella group perform. As someone who sang choral music for 12 straight years of her life, I always tend to listen very critically to others who sing. I listen for dynamics, for pitch, for timing. It is what has been ingrained in my head, to listen for.

This group blew me out of the water. Along with the technical aspects, which were near flawless, their group dynamic and the heart they put into the songs they were singing was phenomenal.

The beach! The beach! The beach! I went to the beach! It's beautiful! Swakopmund isn't tropical; the Atlantic Ocean is cold, and the weather here is in the 60s, breezy, and humid. I love it! There's something about it that is romantic and nostalgic all at once.

Dinner was at a fancy restaurant called "The Tug" which was right on the water. I had Spanokopita, and it was delicious, and baklava for dessert. This was not a Greek restaurant, but their vegetarian options were limited enough that I happened to order both.

Tomorrow we have a speaker and a field trip in the morning, and then a free afternoon. Stay tuned!