Our life in Botswana was certainly not deprived. We lived in Gaborone and had everything the capital city offers, including plenty of sporting activities to do or watch, ease of shopping and access to services, transport and restaurants. Our home was well furnished, and complete with satellite TV, internet access, washing machine and two bathrooms! We lived ten minutes walk from both our places of work - which are opposite each other - walking distance from shopping and many other things we could want, and across the road from the University of Botswana which allowed us borrowing access to its library and entertained us with the never-ending stream of smartly dressed students. There are various options for things to do around Gaborone, from Mokolodi - the private game reserve 15km south of Gaborone to a number of interesting villages in the south-east of Botswana. Particularly dear to my heart in the second year of our stay were our cats; our family.
ABOVE RIGHT: Carols by candlelight in Main Mall, in front of the President Hotel.
RIGHT: Music at one of Gaborone's music venues.
LEFT: Some of the tall palm trees of Sanitas, a lovely plant nursery and cafe, a Gaborone institution for lunch on the weekend.
BELOW: There are plenty of sporting options in Gaborone. The golf course can get a bit barren, but it still remains one of the few green places in town in the dry season. The squash club members are always happy to join in a laugh and a beer. The Botswana rugby team - the Vultures, on this occasion, unfortunately getting thrashed.
ABOVE (2): Some of the views from the top of Kgale Hill, which towers over Gaborone.
LEFT: A water buck at the lake in Mokolodi Game Reserve.
RIGHT: Saturday afternoon in Khutse Game Reserve, the only National Park close enough to Gaborone for an overnight visit.
ABOVE: Our block of four flats - ours was the top right.
BELOW: The University of Botswana's (UB) library's glass and white tiles change constantly with the changing light and made for a very pleasant outlook.
LEFT (3): In between our flat and UB was a four lane road, which provided constant entertainment, from honting combies (see one pictured driving through heavy water) to sports crowds waving to us as the made their way to the nearby National Stadium, from the road becoming a river to its use as a pathway for cows and goats, oblivious to the road needs of emergency vehicles.