06 January 2009

Doing the double-nickel


Readers of NTN will be amused to learn the Larkin has mastered driving on the left side. So much in fact that today he got a speeding ticket. This third-person writer was witness to the Powell's first official interaction with the Namibian law enforcement. Turns out you have to obey speed limits here, as well. The up-side is that the penalty for driving 79 km/h in a 60km/h zone was about US$13. Still, we believe Larkin will try to avoid the fuzz in the future. Stay alive at 55...

We spent the day finding our post office box, and can confirm that it exists and you can send all kinds of yummy treats our way at the address posted to the left side on this blog. We also visited a small-scale game farm just outside of Windhoek and drove our little Toyota Corolla through the gravel roads. We saw kudu, gemsbock, wildebeast (we think), and warthogs on the mammalian side of things. Larkin still hasn't made it to the Embassy to unpack his book boxes, where he stowed his bird book. Tristan found lots of rocks on the drive (photo at right of dry creek bed).

On the way home, we found another reason to drive slowly. A 'backie' (pickup truck) had just come in contact with two warthogs on the highway. Talk about your pork barrel highway projects...! Our Toyota would not have fared so well.

Tristan begins school on Wednesday, and we hope to be in our house by Friday.

4 comments:

knot-head said...

LOL! I'd say the warthogs will help keep Larkin's driving in line. :) Hope Tristan enjoys his first day of school.

Vickie Peterson

kinfinder said...

Ah yes, those pesky policemen. It is great to know you made it safely and that you had a chance to take in some London culture enroute. Love the blogs. Miss you guys.

Eva

Gretchen Baller said...

Good luck at your first day of school! I know you will do great and make a million friends before you know it. Take care all of you, and Tristan, make sure your dad obeys the rules of the road :)

Anonymous said...

I discovered another way to get out of traffic violations in Africa: ask a lot of questions. Apparently getting my kwacha is not worth the hassle of giving information! I got pulled over for not wearing my seat belt (which I almost always wear), and instead of being able to pay the fine the spot (which you can with speeding tickets), they told me I had to go to the police station. Since I didn't know where it was, I asked for directions - and eventually asked so many questions that the policewoman just rolled her eyes and told me to put my seat belt on and go. Score one for the ignorant expat!

Hope you all are settling in!