By Sotiropoulou Ioanna-Maria (B Class)

Desert,dry soil and winds brought from the Atlantic ocean.This is the scene in northwest Namibia, where Himba’s villages are located.Villages scattered all around,seasonal rigged by makeshift mud.

Himba’s are nomads.That’s why they have to move continuously. They graze cow herds, their movable property, their only property, their own life.

In their villages you can see only women and children. Women unpretentious expressive, tall, slender, living statues, walking the streets topless with irregular skins hanging just below their navel and cover their hips.They are doing everything in villages. Build their huts, take care of their children, cook, carry timber, water… Men are always away with the herds.

People there live in another era. Away from progress that threats their tradition.So close to nature and so dependent on her.

But, whatever their life is, as different as they may be from our own, undoubtedly has a common element. Life is struggle. Regardless of how or where, the circle is still the same.

Sources: Geotropio Magazine no.427

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