On the tracks of Namibia, I discover the Kalahari desert. Red and alive. This famous desert was first trodden for thousands of years ago by the Bushmen, these little hunter-gatherers. That day, I spend the day with them. They teach me how to make jewellery and how to read, understand and listen to nature. Children are curious to look at themselves in the lens. They jump around my neck so they won't let me go. There are encounters that you never forget