This is me after precisely two thousand kilometers: More hair (1-0-0-0). And another reason to get down: This time unfortunately, I wasn’t able to convince anyone to join me on the dancefloor. Anyway the old guy in the back said I had done a good job. I’m going to take that as a good omen. […]
There have been times on this trip when my behind was flaming with cold (the happy and the burning red, Christoph in hell) – but now as I’m sitting here, I have heat under my butt and a running nose. What happened? Well, before it came to this, I had to get out of Longde: […]
Tent, shoes, sleeping bag: All these things needed some time to dry. So I spent a boring day in a hotel that had chamber pots outside in the hallway: Being bored can be quite pleasant though at times.
Waking up that morning in the tent was horrible: I decided to go back to sleep and wait for the rain to stop. After a while a group of farmers appeared: They gave me some bread to chew on and told me to better get going: “Can’t be staying out here at night – don’t […]
can danger be a middle name?
I’m not much of an Alpinist. That being said, I didn’t really like the large mountain range that lay ahead on the map… But hey, what you gonna do? Like before, the answer was: Walk: …through little settlements to stock up on supplies: …through the slopes that spiral up and down the mountain side: …breathe […]
There’s a small mausoleum near Anguo: The main building holds the body of a Muslim missionary who had lived in this area about 800 years ago: Interesting. One thing that the caretaker said later over a cup of tea made me think though: he said when the mob was destroying the mausoleum back then, it […]