Crossing Namibia’s Empty Heart
From the desert we drove west to the coast. Passing through the remote desert oasis town of Solitaire, the Tropic of Capricorn, and canyon country. Hour after hour, the road continued through a vast, lifeless expanse. No plants, no animals, and no signs of life, just endless plains of rock and sand, shaped by wind and time. The landscape was so harsh and unchanging, yet stunningly beautiful. Eventually, the barren desert gave way to the cool Atlantic breeze and we arrived into the coastal, German-influenced town of Swakopmund, a striking contrast after so much emptiness.
Our guesthouse, Brigadoon, was cozy with a garden view, perfect for slowing down. We wandered the beachfront, checked out the local market, and feasted on fresh seafood at The Tug.