Ju'hoasoni Bushman
Having put the unfortunate incident of the laptop stolen in Windhoek behind us, we found ourselves two days later in one of the most remarkable places on earth: Tsumkwe, in northeastern Namibia. At the end of a long, long gravel road and on the edge of the Kalahari, Tsumkwe is little more than a lodge, a school, and a government conservancy. It is also gateway to the world of Ju'hoansi Bushmen. The morning after we arrived, we travelled with our guide, himself Ju'hoansi, into the bush to spend the day with a village where people still embrace their cultural traditions, even though they are no longer nomadic. It was an incredible, magical day. Mark spent the morning hours at the village with the women and small children, while Sarah went out foraging with the men. In the afternoon the whole village, including many older children wearing a mixture of traditional and western clothing, came together for a meal, dancing, singing, a healing ritual, and games. When sunset approached we were terribly reluctant to leave.
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