Jambo Kenya

Day 48 No turquoise blue sea in front of me, no coconut on my lips. Instead, a 'cool' 27 degrees and a view of Nairobi's skyline. I'm back. The skyscrapers are bathed in the...

Tag 42 A few days ago, I moved from Mombasa to Malindi. I went up the coast to the north. Unfortunately, when I arrived there, I fell ill. Until today, I've been sick in my...

Day 35 A jet ski races over the turquoise waters of the Indian Ocean. In front of it, a peacefully chewing camel trots over the white sand, and right in front of my eyes is a...

Day 24 I wake up. It vibrates on the roof above me. Is that rain? A light wind passes by my room, noticeable through the mosquito windows, consisting only of a small opening...

Day 13 The boat chugs over the mirror-smooth water of Lake Victoria. The slowly rising sun, which makes me feel my slight sunburn in the back of my neck through its increasing...

Day 6 Okay okay. All clear. No problem. That's fitting. Let's do it like that. Alright alright. This phrase is addictive and you hear it everywhere. You can say it anytime. At...

Tag 1 At 3:00 am in Lübeck I was woken up. Actually, I didn't really sleep. Then to Hamburg, by plane to Paris, and then you are at the third largest airport in Europe....

167 Tage. So lange ist es her, dass Linus und ich am 4. April in Hamburg ankamen und zurück waren von unserer Reise. Es ist September. Fast ein halbes Jahr ist seitdem wieder...

Tag 183 Der Sitz meines Vordermannes ist mal wieder zurückgeklappt. Somit fühl ich mich automatisch wie auf dem Flug von Auckland nach Buenos Aires. Ich befinde mich jedoch...

Day 175 The weather is still better than we could have wished for. If one had no clue, one might think it's still the most beautiful summer, but we are in autumn in Argentina,...

Tag 169 Colonia del Sacramento - 14:53. "The flies are extremely annoying here," Linus just said. But this luxury problem is also the only thing that could be criticized here....

Day 163 It's not easy to concentrate on writing here. The modern ice cream café we are in is very busy. In front of me is the long counter, where a lot of people are waiting...

Day 153 Once again, the world is coming to an end. This time in Mar del Plata and even more intense than last time. Currently, I am sitting on the seventh floor of our hotel,...

Day 147 The wind makes me squint my eyes. It feels like doomsday in Necochea, the small coastal resort where we are. This morning there was such a violent thunderstorm and...

Day 143 Whenever a lot has happened in the past few days, I wonder how to start it all here. Should I go chronologically? Or should I first describe my surroundings? I have...

Tag 134 Trelew – Chubut, Argentinien. 1.154 Kilometer nördlich von Rio Gallegos. 25 Kilometer bis zum Meer. Die Sonne ballert. Es sind 42 Grad im Schatten. Seit ich das letzte...

Day 129 First of all, gone. Out of the city where I was for 18 years and into the world. Away from everyday life and routines, away from the comfort zone, away from familiar...

Tag 124 It just started raining. We have been in Argentina for a month now and it is the first time it has rained. We are sitting in the common room of our accommodation on a...

Tag 119 Now we are in the south of Argentina, in El Calafate. We were here a few days ago, just for one night. But then we went directly to El Chaltén, which is two hours north...

Day 114 Actually, I didn't plan on writing today. But I don't really have much else to do. It's Sunday. We are in Perito Moreno, a town of 3000 inhabitants in the heart of...

Tag 110 Irgendwann relativ am Anfang unserer Reise, saß ich mal in einem ausgetrockneten Fluss auf der Nordinsel Neuseelands und schrieb in einem Eintrag darüber, wie sich die...

Day 105 Once again I am sitting by the water, at a lake named Nahuel Huapi. Bariloche, actually called "San Carlos de Bariloche," is the small town in the Andes where we are...

Tag 100 The hundred is up. This means that the number of days we are on the road is in triple digits. I am sitting at a table in the courtyard of our hostel in Neuquén, a...

Tag 94 So. Das war’s jetzt komplett. Der ein oder andere mag sich an meinen Apell erinnern, in dem ich auf dem Hinflug dafür plädierte, das Zurücklehnen des Sitzes im Flugzeug...

Day 91 These were incredible months. I don't think you can experience much more in this time. And now it's time to say goodbye again. Exactly three months ago today, we set...

Day 83 When you stand in front of a huge waterfall in the middle of the jungle on Christmas with a t-shirt and then march through the pouring rain after crawling through a...

Tag 79 Manchmal glaube ich an das Schicksal. Und natürlich gibt es Zufälle. Aber diese erscheinen mir oft viel zu absurd, als dass es welche sein könnten. Da muss was größeres...

Day 75 Blue sky. Around me, grass and people of all ages, concentrated or completely absorbed in their smartphones. Palm trees, a few birds flying from tree to tree, and...

Tag 69 It has been a bit of time since the last entry, but a little break in between is also good. When I think back to the time when I uploaded the last text, I realize that a...

Tag 54 23.11.2018 Unsere Zeit im Nirgendwo hat begonnen. Für die nächsten Tage werden wir an einer Hand voll Seen zwischen West und Ostküste in der Mitte der Neuseeländischen...