The Namib Desert is said to be the oldest in the world. Buried in its dunes lie sand grains that have been around since before the age of man. The pressure on these grains forces them to lock into each other, forming sand roses, thousands of years old. As the sands shift and the dunes dance their eternal dance, these roses come to the surface and lay bare in the mystical sand garden of adders and all manner of tiny desert dwelling creatures.
Right in the centre of the Namib Desert lies the town of Swakopmund. Its rich mixed history giving rise to a diverse mix of architectural styles; from old German Fachwerkhaus buildings to quaint coffee restaurants and stylish modern complexes, and among these lies Ocean House Guest House. With glimpses of the cold mysterious Atlantic from almost every window, the somniferous fresh salty air and the crashing waves’ siren song lulls you to sleep at night.
The 15 well-equipped rooms somehow manage to be both spacious and cosy at the same time. Scrumptious breakfast finishes of your experience, gifting you the energy to explore, adventure and venture into the unknown!
GPS Co-Ordinates:
-22.663155769061323, 14.528147876782812
Reminds me of my safari in Africa. Somebody forgot the corkscrew and for several days we had to live on nothing but food and water.
The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it.
Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!”
The gladdest moment in human life is a departure into unknown lands.
Cover the earth before it covers you.
Traveling – it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.
There’s only one place I want to go, and it’s to all the places I’ve never been to.
One travels to run away from routine, that dreadful routine that kills all imagination and all our capacity for enthusiasm.
Of all the books in the world, the best stories are found between the pages of a passport.
Only those who risk going too far can possibly find out how far they can go.