And then Simon broke some ribs...

Yes, Simon took a tumble in the night, and the result was after a very uncomfortable night the next morning the paramedics flew in (see the small pictures of the plane), dosed him up with morphine (which the lodge manager, Desire, helpfully assisted with), and we jounced down to the airstrip to evacuate him to Windhoek for urgent x-rays of his ribs. Not to mention the grazes and bruises... I got squeezed into the back of the plane, but at least I got a scenic flight. That is what the middle photos are!!
We arrived in Windhoek, and were transferred to the Windhoek mediclinic where we met Dr Tommy van Wyk - a Sth African wearing boardshorts and a quiksilver t-shirt, and who was the best doctor I have ever encountered... I got to fill out lots of forms, and take a trip across the road to Pick 'n Pay to buy hot chicken and rolls to make Simon some decent food, plus some other snacks. Then I got to watch Simon try to get comfortable and move around with a portable drip, as well as be presented with mountains of hospital food. After a lot of poking, prodding, and x-rays, Simon was finally admitted for the night, and I was taken off to the Thule Lodge (last minute accommodation in Windhoek, see separate post). But late on Sunday, we broke him out and headed to Olive Grove - where he looks much happier with his sling in the rather fetching kimono and slippers provided! There is actually a smile in that photo, which is practically unheard of.

the plane arrives


We get taken out to the plane

take off


scenic flight (of sorts)

landing in Eros airport at Windhoek
in the hospital with the drip
Simon loving being in hospital
dealing with lovely hospital food
and breaking out to the Olive Grove and a shower (the first in two days!)