My first month in Namibia

Hi everyone,

although the heat and the distance, Windhoek organises every year an event called Octoberfest, very similar to the one in Munchen. This is where and how I spent my last weekend.. drinking beer, huhu don’t worry I’m just kidding.

Sunrise in Whk

We went with 16 volunteers ( from Ehnana, Swakop, Windhoek and that stuff) to the Octoberfest to listen to some german music, dance some folks music and meet some German-speaking people. It has been a nice weekend.

From Monday to Friday I went to school in the morning, where I started giving some marks to the students.

Photos taken by Aaron

It was amazing for me to see how happy and enthusiastic the girls were by doing the simple exercises I asked them to do.

I brought my little box music and put the famous song Roxanne from the Police. It was interesting to see that no one of them knew that song. I asked them to do a burpees every time they heard the name Roxanne. They really LOVED this exercises and so I decided to give them a marks for how many burpees they were able to do in 30 seconds. I must say they did a good job.

At the end of every lesson we usually play a game ( “Who is scared of the lion” or “On the river, on the mountain”) or with the older girls, I use to put some music and we dance together. We really enjoy these moments all together.

This Friday, the first november, I went on a farm which my former volunteer recomended to me.

I think it was one of the most romantic ( I mean french romantic like de Lamartine, Hugo, the importance of nature and that stuff..) weekend in my whole life.

I helped them with all their animals, goats, cattles, lambs, horses, dogs, a baby zebra and lots of other one which I can’t remember now.

The farm belongs to a very nice young couple, Anra and Friedrich, which loves animals but in a paradoxal way also hunting and eating meat.

I fed with Anra the horses, the lambs and the baby cows three times a day, which was exciting at the first two times but which became quite hard when my bell rang at 7 a.m. ( I’m definitely a long sleeper, if you know what I mean)

In the evening I went horse riding. The first time Anra gave me a very calm horse. The day after she told me that she was going to give me an Arabian horse, which was a little crazy but fast and with a nice behaviour.

We galloped through the African country, during the ‘golden hour’, the warm wind was blowing in our hairs, you could just listen to the sound of silence, it was magic, it was more than a feeling.

And suddenly it happened,

I was sitting on an Arabian horse, somewhere in the heart of Africa, seeing a silhouette of a cheetah at the most beautiful sunset I have never saw,

I may die happy now.

I’ll write as soon as possible,


Week 3 in Namibia – Home sweet home

Hi everyone,

time is just flying by when you’re having fun, isn’t it?

I think our my third week was more relaxing than the two one before, luckily.

I finally started with the training at the Dam. I have a girl’s team on Monday from 3 p.m. to 6 p.m. which is composed of an advanced Canoe Polo player and two beginners who can’t swim.

This is why I have with them also one hour swimming lesson a week. On Thursday I had a boy’s group also from 3 p.m. to 6 p.m. This team is composed of 2 advanced Canoe Polo players and 4 beginners.

On Wednesday I bring Vivian, Rizardo and Valentino ( the advanced Canoe Polo players) to the training in Windhoek at the Olympia Swimming Pool. The training starts at 6 p.m. and finishes at 8 p.m. In this way I give them the possibility to train with other good Canoe Polo players and compete with them.

Despite my project and the school lessons , I’ve also a social life, I’ve finally met the Volunta volunteers who live in Rehoboth. They invited Aaron and me tho braai at their home, which was very nice. The guys are friendly and cool.

At the weekend the ASC volunteers in Windhoek came to the Dam where we had a really good time by sunbathing, swimming in the lake, paddling out with the canoes at sunset and chilling at the resort.

I hope I will write soon,


Week 2 in Namibia – Etosha Park

Hi everyone,

I know it has been a long time that I haven’t wrote something but really, time here is literary flowing away just like sand in hand.

I think that it is definitely impossible to describe every day I spent, every feeling I felt, every sunset I saw, every fear I had and all adventures I’ve already had and that I’m going to live.

This is why I will be very short and fast with my stories on the blog. If you have questions or whatever, just write me or call me, it would be for me a pleasure!

So, the second week had a really adventurous beginning in our namibian life, if you understand what I mean.

I must say that I have luckily a real active volunteer partner (Aaron), who can’t stay a day without doing anything. This is why he decided, and I agreed without thinking too much about it, to visit the Etosha National Park. So we went, 7 days after I’ve arrived in Windhoek, to Eehnana in the north of Namibia. We took the Intercape, a big and comfortable bus which travel all around Namibia.

It took us 10 hours, we arrived in the north at 4 a.m in the morning, where our nice friend Ole fetched us up and brought us home. We’ve spent the weekend with Ole and Franzie. On Saturday we went to the National Etosha Park with all the volunteers who are staying in the north.

We woke up at 4 a.m hoping to see the sunrise. We arrived 2 hours later in the park and spent there the entire day. We saw lots of animals, like zebras, elephants, giraffes and 10 minutes before left the park we saw two lions, which is not that bad for a first time in the park.

We were tired and exhausted but it has worth it.

Aaron and me got back to Rehoboth on Sunday night and on Monday morning we arrived in Rehoboth where we went directly to school, to start our first P.E. Monday lesson.

We finally had our first complete week at school. We are teaching P.E. lesson to the grade from 4 to 7 every morning. I really enjoy this time, the smile and the laughs of the children means everything on a Monday morning.

We started also to go to the gym in Rehoboth, which for our luck, is completely free, clean and a nice coach, Brandon, trains you every day.. if you want.

After school we often wentto the Dam, where we fixed the last things before starting training the kids.

I will write as soon as possible.


My first week in Namibia

Hi everyone,
I’m sorry that you’ve been waiting for such a long time, but adventures aren’t always as simple to start as in films.

So, I’m there, I’m in Namibia.
I’ve already arrived over a week ago. So many things have happened, I have already met new people and seen so many places, but just one week ago, everything began.

I flew last Friday, on the 5th of October from Frankfurt International Airport and I landed Saturday at 6 a.m in Windhoek. The flight was long but comfortable. We flew with the Namibia Airline, which was great because of the Namibian stuartist who were so friendly and full of humour.

I spent the whole weekend in Windhoek at Anton’s (our project manager) home with his family and Aaron, one of the german volunteers who is living with me in Rehoboth and taking part at the canoe Polo & rowing project at the Oanob Dam.

We drove with our new ‘old’ blue car (which has almost driven more than 400.000 km) to our newly built house in Rehoboth on Sunday night.
The house has 4 bedrooms, two bathrooms, one living room (in which we found a working piano, what a surprise!) and one kitchen.

Rehoboth is a little town with 30.000 inhabitants. Despite the fact that there are more dogs and horses walking the streets than humans, I feel quite safe here.

The last days we went to the Oanob Dam to have a look at the “Bootshaus” where we are going to start our project next week.
It’s a beautiful place, where you can enjoy your time by the water, in the water, on the water, and I promise you, when the temperature reaches 40 degrees it’s just like paradise if you have a place to refresh yourself.

On monday and wednesday evening I went to Windhoek to the Olympia Swimming Pool to the canoe Polo training. That’s also a very nice place to be, surrounded by palms and having a beautiful view.

Aaron and I started our first PE lesson at the Origo Primary School on Wednesday morning in Rehoboth.
The kids are all wearing beautiful uniforms, the boys with grey trousers and a white shirts, and the girls with bordeaux skirts.
They are all very polite and cheerful, which made it very easy for me to start my first hour. We are training the 4, 5, 6 and 7 years and each class is composed of 40 students, more or less.

It’s such a good feeling to see how enthusiastic they are and how much they laugh by playing our games.
Moreover the principal, who has been sick for 1 year, knows the name of all his students.. small detail, they are over one thousand.
Now I have to go, I’m just so happy to be here and I’m looking forward to being here for the next year.
I’ll write as soon as I can.

2 weeks in Namibia or maybe not..

Hi everyone,

if you read my last post you might think that I have been in Rehoboth since the 27th August. 

Instead I’m still at home in Leivi.

I’m not good at keeping things to myself. I prefer to share immediately what has happened. 

On Monday, the 26th August, I left home with my dad after packing my 30 kg rucksack. I said goodbye to my friends, my mum, my brother and to the people I love, with tears in my eyes.

After 10 hours of driving, we arrived in Frankfurt where we slept in a cosy little hotel.

The next morning, I woke up really excited and I did a few last minute tasks before going to the Frankfurt international airport, where our flight was leaving at 5:35 pm.

I knew that my visa hadn’t arrived yet, but I hoped it would before the check-in closed. 

Sadly, after a lot of excitement all morning long, I received a SMS; I wouldn’t have left that day, along with three other people of our group who were also supposed to go to Namibia.

I was upset, but it was just bad luck and no one was at fault.

The organisation decided to wait for our Visa before to re-booking a new flight.

I decided to travel around the north of Germany and to visit my relatives who live there.

After travelling from Frankfurt to Kassel, then Brema and finally to the north coast, I decided to visit my aunt in Copenaghen. I still hadn’t heard any news about my visa.

After ten days, I was happy about my journey. I had met lot of new and interesting people, saw a lot of new places  and ate new and delicious meals,  but the time had come to go home.

It was for me very difficult to see my family and my friends again.  I had cried and it had been very sad to leave them all. I wasn’t ready to do it again.

But there was no way around it.

I couldn’t travel until my visa came; it was becoming too expensive.

I arrived at home Wednesday night. I must admit that I was very happy to see my mum again and to sleep in my bed.

It was also a pleasure to see my friends and my boyfriend again.

Now I’m crossing my fingers that my visa will arrive soon. You can do it for me, too. Namibia is waiting for me.

I’ll write as soon as I have news.