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What can I say other than, that it was a unbelievable trip. Fantastic weather, beautiful nature not one vehicle breakdown or even one flat tyre, and no incident. It was a blessed holiday from start to end. The bookings was done 100% and no problems were experienced at the camping sites. We had the best camping site at Chobe Safari lodge - Future bookings for big groups you can remember camp site no 14. Linyanti camp site no 1 & 2, beautiful big trees next to Liyanti river. Mogotho camp site no. 1 near the Savuti river, there was no specific camping site indication because it is one big area where you could pig and chose any place to camp. 

Ewald Craill

Thakadu is a highly recommended camp.  Would not recommend the cottage tents, as they are simply basic tents that are pre-erected.  The double meru en-suite tents are spacious, each with 2 single beds, a cool box, fan, tea\coffee making facilities.  Also has a nice deck to do a spot of game viewing.  Good restaurant and entertainment area, with great pool.  Also waterhole where quite a few species of buck can be seen.  Camping recommended here, has powerpoints and good ablutions facilities.
Piere De Wet

We arrived at our overnight accommodation just before sunset. Thakadu Lodge, owned and managed by Chris and Jeanette, is a typical Botswana tourist getaway. We stayed in tented chalets, quite luxurious and to us a huge improvement over the previous night. Shall we call this 5 star camping? Except that it is not camping, nor self-catering. So for P800 + we dined in an open bar-restaurant with an almost romantic menu of amongst other choices Warthog and lentil soup, Eland Carpaccio, Kudu liver, Bream and Eisbein.

The place is clearly popular and well attended by guests. The managers and staff alike are so busy that one hardly had time for more than a few words with them.

My memory of Thakadu Lodge will be the first lions’ roars that I heard just before dozing off.
Another memory of Ghanzi that sticks is the brief one hour encounter with the uprooted Bushman children scurrying around the rubbish dumps and begging in the streets. It reminded me of the Aboriginals in the Northern Territories of Australia; indigenous, with 50 000 years of genes running down the generations, well adjusted to the ancient continent – now suddenly thrown out of their familiar environment into a modern new age world. Even in the cowboyish Western Botswana they are bewildered, poor and hungry.

Judy Ludwick Sept 2011