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From the very first steps on Botswanan soil, a different rhythm takes hold. This vast, discreet country reveals itself through the eyes of those who know it by heart. Guides, rooted here, open the way. From sprawling deltas to the Victoria Falls, every stop surprises, moves, leaves a mark.
In the Okavango Delta, everything is shaped by water. Aboard a mokoro, the light canoe that glides through papyrus channels, the world slows down. Hippos doze between breaths, crocodiles slip by in silence. Nothing is fixed, everything feels balanced. Farther on, Chobe National Park gathers the giants—elephants above all, roaming a living savanna.
And then, the Kalahari. Harsher, more sparse. Sand, colors, wind. And in its midst, the San people. First witnesses, first storytellers. A shared look, a single word, and you begin to understand a little more of this immense land. This kind of journey doesn’t fade—it settles gently, quietly, deep within.
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The Kalahari is far more than a sea of sand. It’s a silent world, stretching across several countries, yet its soul feels anchored here in Botswana. Raw, vast, alive in a different way.
At the heart of this immensity lies the Central Kalahari Game Reserve. Your gaze drifts across the plains, and sometimes a lion appears—its dark mane built for this arid land. Farther on, elephants move with unexpected grace, advancing in silence.
When the rains arrive, the Makgadikgadi Pans transform. Rare water turns the white crust into a mirror, drawing birds, zebras, life. Not far away, the Nata Bird Sanctuary becomes an open-air theater for migratory species. And near Kubu Bay, seals stretch out on the rocks, living at their own rhythm.
To truly understand this desert, you must also listen. The Bushmen still speak the ancient language of gestures, whispers, and stories shared around a quiet fire.
In the heart of Botswana, Serowe stands quietly, yet with pride. Rich in history and tied to the royalty of the Bamangwato, it still bears the legacy of Sir Seretse Khama, founding figure of the modern nation.
In the nearby bush, the Khama Rhino Sanctuary offers refuge to those hunted elsewhere. White and black rhinos, but also zebras, giraffes, impalas—all roaming free in a space designed to endure.
A little farther on, the Khama III Memorial Museum opens its doors to Tswana history. Objects, photos, stories—a living heritage that speaks the soul of a people without embellishment.
The Serowe Hills watch in silence. Hikes, pauses, long gazes cast over the savanna. And in the streets, sometimes lively, a simple atmosphere: a blend of embraced modernity and traditions never truly forgotten.
The Sua Pan, a vast lake long abandoned by water, shimmers beneath the sky. Ochre and white shift with the hour. Walking across this salt expanse, everything feels suspended.
Farther on, the plains of the Makgadikgadi Park draw in wildlife. Antelopes, meerkats, jackals—all prowling, appearing, vanishing in an unpredictable dance.
The Chapman’s Baobab, massive, almost unreal, seems as though it has always been there. It doesn’t speak, yet its gnarled trunk tells of centuries of travelers passing by. Sitting at its base is already a way of slowing down.
And then come the encounters. With the Nxai people, whose gestures are precise, whose words carry rhythm. Their welcome is anything but touristic. It’s lived. It’s respected. It leaves something with you, though you can’t quite say what.
In the Moremi Reserve, there’s a way of being in the world that unsettles you. It all begins near Xakanaxa, among date palms and acacias, along canals where silence mingles with the cry of a bird.
Canoes glide by. Crocodiles lie motionless, hippos half-submerged. Then comes Third Bridge, feared, respected. Here, predators prowl. Lions move slowly, leopards wait in camouflage. A shiver runs through you.
The Savuti Lagoon, calm on the surface, becomes a stage for elephants. A quiet parade, with no pretense. And farther north, Khwai, open and lush, overflows with life. Buffalo, zebras, raptors—a fragile balance, yet resilient.
Between the Okavango Delta and the wild lands of Chobe, the Selinda Reserve stretches out its secrets. Little visited, it holds on to a certain magic, almost untouched.
Here, the Big Five aren’t a promise. They’re simply there—depending on the season, depending on luck. Lions, elephants, leopards… and sometimes an encounter that takes your breath away, for reasons you can’t quite explain.
The Selinda hot springs, discreet and rare, appear like mirages. Warm, gentle waters that draw animals as much as humans. A moment of pause, between uncertain paths.
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