Botswana has no access to the sea and 80% of its land is covered by the Kalahari desert. And yet, it’s an extraordinary and unique land. You travel on small six seat airplanes and your pilot is a young man in a light blue short sleeve shirt.
Your journey starts with the glamour of old times. As you fly over the Okavango delta there is a pleasant strong smell of moist soil in the air, you can see the shapes of black elephants and open 4×4 driving in the Pans toward lines of tall thin palms resembling oasis in the desert.
Looking at the horizon you recognise the shapes of striped zebras. The green of the acacia leaves in spring, the brown of the hunting gear of the Bushmen, the nuances of burnt land and rust, the grey-green of the dust and the military khaki green of the tents are the colour palette for this journey. Magic is at every corner. The classic safari camps include meals served over Persian rugs, with silverware, fine patisserie and fresh lemonade.
By MaxMara Weekend