Traveling from Oppi Koppi to Opuwo Country Lodge

We woke up early so we could depart Oppi Koppi rest camp at 8 o'clock.  We had learned that we were going to pass the outskirts of Etosha National Park and we should be on the lookout for wild animals.  About thirty minutes into the trip, we saw our first giraffe on the opposite side of Etosha in a private game reserve. (I learned that people in Africa own private game reserves, huge pieces of land, in which they place animals bought in wild animal auctions for hunting and private safaris.  These reserves were normally marked by their tall fences to keep the game inside.)  The giraffe was so far away that we continued on; hoping to see another.  To our luck, we saw more giraffe in another private game reserve but this time they were much closer.  We spent about ten minutes admiring their beauty and taking pictures until we had to get on the road again.  The rest of the trip comprised of beautiful views as we travelled through the mountains.  We arrived at Opuwo Country Lodge and spent the rest of the afternoon swimming in their infinity pool which is placed on top of a mountain and has amazing views.  Later that night, Colleen, one of our guides, showed us a scorpion and a very large spider that she had found in our campsite.  

Traveling from Oppi Koppi to Opuwo Country Lodge

We woke up early so we could depart Oppi Koppi rest camp at 8 o'clock.  We had learned that we were going to pass the outskirts of Etosha National Park and we should be on the lookout for wild animals.  About thirty minutes into the trip, we saw our first giraffe on the opposite side of Etosha in a private game reserve. (I learned that people in Africa own private game reserves, huge pieces of land, in which they place animals bought in wild animal auctions for hunting and private safaris.  These reserves were normally marked by their tall fences to keep the game inside.)  The giraffe was so far away that we continued on; hoping to see another.  To our luck, we saw more giraffe in another private game reserve but this time they were much closer.  We spent about ten minutes admiring their beauty and taking pictures until we had to get on the road again.  The rest of the trip comprised of beautiful views as we travelled through the mountains.  We arrived at Opuwo Country Lodge and spent the rest of the afternoon swimming in their infinity pool which is placed on top of a mountain and has amazing views.  Later that night, Colleen, one of our guides, showed us a scorpion and a very large spider that she had found in our campsite.  

The Himba village

After visiting the Oritjotjombo primary school, we travelled to a traditional himba village.  The headmaster of the Oritjotjombo primary school accompanied us to be our translator.  Unfortunately, all the himba men had left for business so we only met the women and children.  When getting off the bus, we were immediately met with goat poop everywhere.  I was unable to move around the village without stepping in goat poop.  After getting over this fact, we walked into the village to be met by the head wife.  We learned that the head wife was the first to be married in the village.  She was sitting on the ground and breaking off the dried kernels off a piece of corn.  We learned that she would later gather all of the kernels and store them in a container for a later date.  Soon after we arrived, more women came to help the head women while the headmaster of the school told us information about the village.  We learned that the women wore okur, which is a red clay that they smear on their body and hair everyday to protect their skin from mosquitos and the sunlight.  We learned that the married women wore headdresses made off baby goat fur.  In addition, the women wore anklets and the number of vertical stripes on the anklet determined how many children they had.   The most unusual part of their look was that they did not wear tops.  For Americans, this was quite a sight and something that was very unusual to us.  But the himba do not see breasts as sexual body parts.  After learning about the himba clothing, we walked over to a hut in the process of being made.  The himba used large sticks and a mixture of cow dung and mud to make the huts.  We then left the hut and went across the village to the main hut.  We went in groups of five people inside of the hut.  When entering, men stood to the left and women stood on the right.  The himba also placed their belongings and slept on their gender respective sides.  In the middle of the hut, there was a burning fire.  When sleeping, men used six inch pieces of wood to sleep on while the women were only allowed to sleep on their husbands arm.  Inside women would perfume themselves everyday because they were not allowed to take showers.  They set perfume bowls between their legs while kneeling down to cleanse their body parts.  They also rub dry perfume on their body.  Girls are allowed to take showers every time they menstruate but after they have a child, which is normally at a very young age, they are no longer allowed to take a shower for the rest of their life.  Alternately, men are allowed to take showers whenever they want.  After exiting the hut, I learned that the main hut's door always has to face the livestock pen and the holy fire has to be in-between the two.  The holy fire stays lit for as long as the himba's occupy the village.  At the holy fire, boys moving to adulthood use a stick and a rock to knock their two bottom teeth out to be able to speak their native tongue easier.  Also ceremonies like funerals and weddings occur near the holy fire.  After visiting the main hut, we went back to the head wife to buy some bracelets.  I bought three different bracelets.  One was made of beads, bought in Opuwo, and seeds found in the area.  Another was made of metal and had engravings.  The last, was traditionally made of cow horn but the himba's use PVC now and it had engravings.  After buying the bracelets, we left the village to eat under a shady tree.  

The Himba village

After visiting the Oritjotjombo primary school, we travelled to a traditional himba village.  The headmaster of the Oritjotjombo primary school accompanied us to be our translator.  Unfortunately, all the himba men had left for business so we only met the women and children.  When getting off the bus, we were immediately met with goat poop everywhere.  I was unable to move around the village without stepping in goat poop.  After getting over this fact, we walked into the village to be met by the head wife.  We learned that the head wife was the first to be married in the village.  She was sitting on the ground and breaking off the dried kernels off a piece of corn.  We learned that she would later gather all of the kernels and store them in a container for a later date.  Soon after we arrived, more women came to help the head women while the headmaster of the school told us information about the village.  We learned that the women wore okur, which is a red clay that they smear on their body and hair everyday to protect their skin from mosquitos and the sunlight.  We learned that the married women wore headdresses made off baby goat fur.  In addition, the women wore anklets and the number of vertical stripes on the anklet determined how many children they had.   The most unusual part of their look was that they did not wear tops.  For Americans, this was quite a sight and something that was very unusual to us.  But the himba do not see breasts as sexual body parts.  After learning about the himba clothing, we walked over to a hut in the process of being made.  The himba used large sticks and a mixture of cow dung and mud to make the huts.  We then left the hut and went across the village to the main hut.  We went in groups of five people inside of the hut.  When entering, men stood to the left and women stood on the right.  The himba also placed their belongings and slept on their gender respective sides.  In the middle of the hut, there was a burning fire.  When sleeping, men used six inch pieces of wood to sleep on while the women were only allowed to sleep on their husbands arm.  Inside women would perfume themselves everyday because they were not allowed to take showers.  They set perfume bowls between their legs while kneeling down to cleanse their body parts.  They also rub dry perfume on their body.  Girls are allowed to take showers every time they menstruate but after they have a child, which is normally at a very young age, they are no longer allowed to take a shower for the rest of their life.  Alternately, men are allowed to take showers whenever they want.  After exiting the hut, I learned that the main hut's door always has to face the livestock pen and the holy fire has to be in-between the two.  The holy fire stays lit for as long as the himba's occupy the village.  At the holy fire, boys moving to adulthood use a stick and a rock to knock their two bottom teeth out to be able to speak their native tongue easier.  Also ceremonies like funerals and weddings occur near the holy fire.  After visiting the main hut, we went back to the head wife to buy some bracelets.  I bought three different bracelets.  One was made of beads, bought in Opuwo, and seeds found in the area.  Another was made of metal and had engravings.  The last, was traditionally made of cow horn but the himba's use PVC now and it had engravings.  After buying the bracelets, we left the village to eat under a shady tree.  

Reflective Quote

It was amazing to see how passionate everyone at the Cheetah Conservation Fund was about their collective efforts to save the cheetahs. One moment where their passion stood out to me was in the food preparation room with Kate Vannelli, where we organized and cut up donkey meat to feed to the cheetahs. It was a very unique and interesting task, but it reeked and was very time consuming. However, in the middle of the meat-chopping process, Kate held up her bloody hands and told us, "I have the best job in the world." Her smile and the tone of her voice let us know that she really meant it.

Reflective Quote

It was amazing to see how passionate everyone at the Cheetah Conservation Fund was about their collective efforts to save the cheetahs. One moment where their passion stood out to me was in the food preparation room with Kate Vannelli, where we organized and cut up donkey meat to feed to the cheetahs. It was a very unique and interesting task, but it reeked and was very time consuming. However, in the middle of the meat-chopping process, Kate held up her bloody hands and told us, "I have the best job in the world." Her smile and the tone of her voice let us know that she really meant it.

Salir de Nicaragua

“The Wifi won’t work”, “My water is warm”, “I’m sweating a lot right now”. These expressions used to show discomfort wouldn’t even run through the head of one of the Quinchos. As we rode away from the kids today, I looked through the back window of our bus to see all of the children waving a sad goodbye as we left them for the final time. Today’s beach trip was a highlight of the trip if not the best part altogether. While we dove into waves with the children riding on our backs, and as the children hunted for shells in the sand, it became clear that our trip was about to come to a close. During our weeklong trip, there were ups and downs, and along with these came some complaints and inversely lots of happy moments. As we left the beach today, we came to the realization that our complaints were not even comparable to the discomforts that the Quinchos have felt in their lives. This past week has definitely been a life changing expirience. I didnt realize how strong of a connection I made with the kids until we finally left the beach. Once saying goodbye I found myself in tears. However, those tears were connected to the fun soccer games, laughs, and jokes made and shared during the week. It was both an empowering but yet humbling expirience. I definitely would want to comeback to los Quinchos again and also just to explore Nicaragua and Central America becuase it has so much to offer. I know that the next time I read a newspaper article or hear a news report involving human rights, I will now see it in a different light. This trip helped me to realize that everybody is human and therefore connected in someway. When you become vulnerable and open yourself up to others, you can create a bond with someone who may be completely different than you. This is the most important thing I’ve learned during this trip. 

EJ and Nicky
   


Not just Cheetahs….

The students have been able to observe a large variety of animal, bird, and plant species in the wild. By spending time both during the day and camping out overnight, they have also observed many different elements of their lives.





Not just Cheetahs….

The students have been able to observe a large variety of animal, bird, and plant species in the wild. By spending time both during the day and camping out overnight, they have also observed many different elements of their lives.