• About,  Blog,  Portugal

    Be still – and let life live you

    Berlin, 2003. I got an internship at a television news program. As usual during my excursions to journalistic reality at that time, I felt ignored, under-challenged and too shy to speak up. One day, I was asked to help a…

  • Blog,  Portugal

    Late Adopter amidst Blog Pros

    I think it all began with this book. I read it maybe 8 years ago but its provocative theory felt compelling. Work four hours a week, delegate tasks, make some phone calls, travel the world and become rich. Tim Ferris claims:…

  • Blog,  Norway

    When the sun blows a kiss…

    Laid-back is probably the word that describes Tromsø the best. No rush, no noise, few people – aside from quite a bunch of tourists. The frostiness and the snow seem to calm everything down. Our first adventure is planned for…

  • Blog,  Norway,  Sweden

    Last Stop: Almost North Pole

    Norway! No way! When Svenja told me about her next journey with Clara, I got jealous. I have never been to “real” Norway, only to Oslo, and I felt my heart jumping up. I needed one night to gather my…

  • Blog,  Nepal

    Why beautiful Nepal can be unsettling

    Alarm at 5:15 am. Why should my last day on this journey start any different from the ones before? I have never slept longer than 6 to 7 hours a night. But I do not want to leave Pokhara without…

  • Blog,  Nepal

    Farmers, a Rhino and a Heli-Trek to ABC

    We drive up and down on winding roads. Today we have to conquer about 70 kilometers through the mountains alongside a river to reach our overnight stop midway between Kathmandu and Pokhara: the Summit River Lodge in Korintar. After a while…

  • Blog,  Nepal

    The Passion for Compassion

    B.K. has a Bachelor in Buddhism and once you ask him anything on that topic, he gets passionate. So passionate, that in his waterfall of words I can only manage to distinguish Lama and Dharma. We have arrived at a…

  • Blog,  India

    “Guests are Gods”

    I have to ruin the dramaturgy, there is no other way. I have to start this story with the finale. Anything else would be disregardful, silly. Because there is a “before Sawarda” and an “after Sawarda”. The small village (∼2.600…