A single week doesn’t go by when I’m not reminded by last years incredible trip to Namibia. It truly was extraordinary.
My highlight was spending time with the Himba tribeswomen and being in their presence. I’m itching to do another trip. So until that happens I decided to curate an edited version of the best shots from last years body of work from my blog posts, so we can all relive the trip together.
Coming up over the sand dunes and looking down into the Himba village still gives me goosebumps. I didn’t know what to expect. To think a whole village lives within that fenced timber ring, with their livestock at the foot of the mountains in the sand. So isolated and unspoilt, like the land that time forgot.
Namibia is such a vast land, it’s one of the least populated countries on the globe. I found every aspect inspiring. Everything from the Himba huts made from sticks and animal dung, to the tribeswomen who spoke no English – yet we ‘spoke’ for hours together, to the beautiful handmade jewellery which adorn their necks, wrists and ankles. I loved it all.
There was something about the women on this trip. I found them to be so strong and ridiculously beautiful, in such a timeless way. Each had their own story, not easy stories, difficult and dangerous stories, the stories which make you cry in empathy. But life goes on here and so do these brilliant women.