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I want to sit next to me

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I ended up packing my stuff in the morning. When I got to the airport, the lady at the counter told me that I didn’t have a flight from Hannover via Moscow to Samarkand. I had a flight from Hannover to Moscow and another flight from Moscow to Samarkand. Can’t tell the difference? Well, there […]


beautiful from above

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Got up, had breakfast, went down to the metro: Reached the airport in time. Everything went smoothly: I took a plane to Istanbul: And another one to Bishkek: It was a low-cost airline where you had to pay extra for food and drinks on the plane. There was no onboard entertainment system. The seats seemed […]


flights

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Four years later, and here I am – back in Khorgas. It took a lot of flying to get here: Hanover – Istanbul Istanbul – Beijing Beijing – Karamay Karamay – Yining …and then a car ride to Khorgas. Most of the time it looked somewhat like this: Blurry. There was one exception though. I […]


parting (for now)

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Today was our last day in this beautiful part of the world. We got on a plane: And flew over the desert and the mountains. Parts of the land looked like the ones I had walked through before: Then we reached Ürümqi. We came in low over the city: And we crossed the exact same […]


Kashgaria

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Today we left Ürümqi and hopped on an airplane: It was going to take us to a place in Southern Xinjiang: Kashgar, Kashgaria, Kasia, Kaxgar, Shule. One of the most important oasis towns of the old Silk Roads, a gem under the skies of Central Asia, a city predominantly inhabited by Uyghurs, a place of […]


no one waiting

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I arrived at Ürümqi airport late at night. People were there, waiting for their loved ones: A kind soul gave me a lift to my hotel.


stopover

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I stayed in Beijing for one night. My friend Julian took me in: He listened to what I had to say, and when I was done, he looked at me with a faint expression of bewilderment and wished me good luck. Then I got on my plane.


friends

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Uncle Shen and Zhu Hui (poor dogs and lucky dogs) were there. They both tried to cheer me up a little. Of course it didn’t really work, though. And then, when I had finally made up my mind, they took me to the airport and said good-bye: I was going to fly back to Beijing. […]


ignite

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I arrived in the late afternoon: Dunhuang had me back.


those damn airport-goodbyes

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I had to part ways with Juli and leave the tropical paradise today. We all know the reason: I’ll have to get back on the way asap if I want to get anywhere before the Central Asian winter. It’s not easy though: I’ll first have to take a flight to Xi’an (or rather: Xianyang) and […]


fly south

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Well, this is good: Sanya- city of palm trees and coconuts.


present the team

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Alright guys, I know there’s probably some of you who can’t wait to see me back on the trail asap. Sounds good, and I do miss the desert quite a bit actually, but I’m going to have to tell you that it’s not going to happen within the next three weeks. …you might have figured […]


the film on my skin

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We got up at five for a last visit at the sand dunes of the Crescent Moon Spring Indiana Jones). The sunrise was supposed to be very beautiful. …but when we got there, the weather was absolutely nasty, and so were the people at the ticket counter: “No student discounts for foreigners!” What the hell? […]


above shaking grounds

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The news about the earthquake disaster had overshadowed our last hours together – Juli’s home is within less than 100km from the epicenter… Lots and lots of phone calls and text-messages somehow magically confirmed that all friends and family had remained safe though. Still, a shock. … So there I was, a bit later: …in […]


her

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I had to get up at 5am to make it to the airport on time. My old shoes: …suddenly faced early retirement. I didn’t miss them. My first walk into the airplane and then out of the airplane today ended in Beijing: Then I had to pick up my luggage to transfer to my second […]


it’s nothing, just a flight back

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So I get on an airplane: …sit in an airplane: …and get off an airplane: Again, four months have passed in 90 minutes.


running inversely

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Beijing?? WTF just happened? I got up at 6 in the morning, dropped my backpack off at the hotel front desk and took a cab to the airport: What a tired morning. What a quiet ride. What a weird feeling to do these things that I hadn’t thought I’d be doing again for a while. […]