No, not a vehicle test drive, but merely me attempting my first blog post. Blame that on a lack of a better term, or allow me to regress and rather say “Time to get my feet wet…”
But then again, now you might think this is a blog about swimming. In the river. Eish.
Welcome to the Stories of Maun blog. As I have made aware, this is my first post (and I hope Stories of Maun shows up there somewhere). This is just a blog about Maun, the quiet and yet oh so busy village (although it’s more than big enough to be a town) in the North West District of Botswana, sometimes referred to as the Ngamiland.
Maun, as most if not all locals will tell you, is The Place of Reeds. Well, Place of Reeds is the ‘official’ nickname, but more so because Maun literally is a place of reeds, with the beautiful Thamalakane River flowing through the village. It is also the famed Gateway to the Okavango Delta (no joke, that’s how Maun is known the world over. Well, for those who have heard of Maun anyway.). Most visitors wishing to enjoy the beauty and serenity of our nation’s jewel will at some point pass through Maun, be it through flying to the camps in small charter aircraft, or stoping over as part of a driving or Mobile Safari. Because of this, part of the substantial development and growth of the village has been due to tourism, as most camps and lodges that operate in and around the Delta are based in Maun, providing much needed employment for the locals as well.
This is just an introductory post, more to come soon, with the first posts focusing on the history of the village. For now, let me leave you with some scenes from Maun…