07 April 2013
We were up early on Sunday morning, hurriedly finished some last-minute packing and then drove out to Hosea Kutako International Airport, some 30-40 minutes drive away from Windhoek’s city centre. I could clearly remember how exciting it had been to land here, 10 days previously after my very first proper plane ride!
This time, though, I wasn’t feeling as excited as I had then: I was feeling rather sad, in fact, because I was saying goodbye to people who had welcomed me into their homes and made me feel like I belonged. I had a big lump in my throat, when I gave Aunty Lissi a goodbye hug.
“You keep writing and travelling, Flat Kathy,” she whispered to me, as we hugged. “Stay strong and courageous, and don’t let anyone stop you from achieving your dreams.”
I gulped, hugging her back tightly, and then we had to go through customs and passport control and, before I knew it, it was time to board the plane home. When we left Windhoek, the sky was clear and blue, without a cloud to be seen anywhere. I kept looking out the window, marveling at the vastness of this land, with its mountains and plains, and rocky desert and bushveld, and wild open spaces. I wonder if I shall ever see it again.
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