Traveling through Namibia has definitely brought up some ever present, deep seated issues with fear. Add a dose of pregnancy to the mix and you get a crazy, anxious woman following you around telling you to put on your shoes and stay inside after dark. It’s the animals. I never knew my fear of getting eaten by animals was so deep and all consuming. From the lion roaring outside our unfenced hillside chalet at Dolomite to the Pygmy sidewinder that crossed our paths last night just before sunset, I am on ALERT. I feel like an animal at a waterhole, cautiously checking my surroundings before taking a sip in an effort to avoid not getting eaten. 

It’s the hormones. Right?

I mean, how many people actually get bitten by deadly snakes or eaten by animals in Namibia? 

A quick google search reveals that 48 Namibians have been killed since 2013. When I google tourist attacks, it only brought up information on attacks by humans, so the longstanding verdict remains, humans are the most dangerous animal on earth. 

But I am still not going walking alone in the desert. 

Magic 3/365, Okaukuejo Watering Hole, Etosha National Park, Namibia