Looked at, looked over and photographed, these two beauties lay there, serenely, their serenity belying their true power underneath the hood just waiting to be unleashed to race freely and becoming…
At the end of the day, their job done, their powerful growls grabbed the attention of everyone within hearing distance. From all over the square heads popped out of windows to admire the two beasts drive off into the weekend traffic.
Maclaren and Lamborghini…one day when I am big…(sigh)
The Beach Lodge in Swakopmund in Namibia is built to resemble a ship, wrecked on the narrow strip of beach, in between the Atlantic ocean and the Namib desert. The windows are large and shaped like portholes. The view is fabulous. While I was there I did not close the curtains even once, and I stared at the ocean for many hours. Very soulful.
Baech Lodge, Swakopmund, Namibia
Mozambican-born Portuguese South African; reflecting on travel, writing, editing, life, family and change that has social impact; chief wide eyed in wanderer, wonderer and bottlewasher
