What a grand week it was with my brother, Eric! We’ve had some interesting adventures which have provided Eric a broad view of the diversity of Namibia, both its people and its landscape.
Our first full day in country my friend, the matron, was in Windhoek (where Eric arrived) and was determined to meet Eric since it would be the only time our paths would cross while he is here. She tried to direct us to a meeting place where we could follow them back to her nephew’s house in Khomasdal. After multiple phone calls with her and her nephew, all ending in “Stay there, we are coming!”, we finally found each other. She had prepared a wonderful lunch for us, extending such hospitality to my brother.
We had a couple minor incidents that ended well once I included something like this into the conversation, “I work for Peace Corps and currently live in Otjiwarongo, teaching Math and Science at the secondary school. My brother is visiting me all the way from America.” The response would be something like, “Oh, you are helping our children. We can figure something out.” And then one or two asked if Eric would take them to America.
Eric and I had hoped to travel North where the landscape is so different and to visit other PCVs whose service is more rural and traditional than mine. Since school is on break, most PCVs were traveling so we changed our route. Etosha was the furthest North we traveled and then we traveled West through Brandberg and over to the Skeleton Coast and South to Swakopmund.
While in Etosha we saw volunteer Maggie W and Casey with their families. Eric was finally able to meet a couple other PCVs and get a feel for my Namily. However, we hit the jackpot once in Swakopmund. We caught up with five PCVs from my group 48 for a Thai dinner and the following morning we saw all those and more at the pastry shop. We shopped, cooked dinner and hung out with them so Eric got the full Namily effect. He thanked them for taking such good care of me.
All for now with all my love




























