St. Louis to Dakar
Traveling in Senegal involves getting up before it’s too hot, taking a taxi to the “sept place garage” and taking one of these old Peugeot 505′s to your destination. So we do, to St. Louis. This is a laid-back town
St. Louis to Dakar
Traveling in Senegal involves getting up before it’s too hot, taking a taxi to the “sept place garage” and taking one of these old Peugeot 505′s to your destination. So we do, to St. Louis. This is a laid-back town
Village Pilote
I am in the Plateau, “pleincentre ville” of Dakar. Avenues named after French presidents and army generals, fancy cafés like the Café de Rome, even a cathedral is there, the presidential palace, and a lot of hotels. You can see
Village Pilote
I am in the Plateau, “pleincentre ville” of Dakar. Avenues named after French presidents and army generals, fancy cafés like the Café de Rome, even a cathedral is there, the presidential palace, and a lot of hotels. You can see
Nouakchott to Dakar
My Mauritanian friend gives me some cash to catch a “sept-place” private taxi to the border with Senegal. I catch it somewhere in the outskirts of dusty Nouakchott and receive honest treatment from the taxi operators. It is not too
Nouakchott to Dakar
My Mauritanian friend gives me some cash to catch a “sept-place” private taxi to the border with Senegal. I catch it somewhere in the outskirts of dusty Nouakchott and receive honest treatment from the taxi operators. It is not too
The Enduring Fight Against Fire
The next morning I wake up in an acclimatised room with a large tv-screen showing “France 24″. Breakfast with papá. I spent the day in the house looming, large TV movies keeping a tired soul busy. We had Mauritanian Tajin,
The Enduring Fight Against Fire
The next morning I wake up in an acclimatised room with a large tv-screen showing “France 24″. Breakfast with papá. I spent the day in the house looming, large TV movies keeping a tired soul busy. We had Mauritanian Tajin,
The No-Man’s land
The no-man’s land, a 3-no Man’s Landmile strip of dusty desert between Morocco and Mauritania, was what I had expected. A potholed dust track lined with car wrecks, rusting refrigerators and computers piled up between the dry shrubs, and one
The No-Man’s land
The no-man’s land, a 3-no Man’s Landmile strip of dusty desert between Morocco and Mauritania, was what I had expected. A potholed dust track lined with car wrecks, rusting refrigerators and computers piled up between the dry shrubs, and one
Notes from Tanger
After a wild and secret roadtrip from Berlin to Algeciras near the rock of Gibraltar, touching some of the most beautiful scenery and medieval towns Europe has to offer, we took a ferry to Morocco. That was three days ago,
Notes from Tanger
After a wild and secret roadtrip from Berlin to Algeciras near the rock of Gibraltar, touching some of the most beautiful scenery and medieval towns Europe has to offer, we took a ferry to Morocco. That was three days ago,
Non-destructive Travel
There has been a lot of fuzz about our “carbon footprint” and most articles on non-destructive traveling start and end with quoting our unsustainably high carbon dioxide emissions on international flights. The obvious result of these well-intended pieces is that
Non-destructive Travel
There has been a lot of fuzz about our “carbon footprint” and most articles on non-destructive traveling start and end with quoting our unsustainably high carbon dioxide emissions on international flights. The obvious result of these well-intended pieces is that
Rabat Ville.
Is there a way to express this unmediated experience? What we are looking for is a description of the places we visit “as they are” or at least as they appear to the newcomer. Playing ignorant, peeling off the layers
Rabat Ville.
Is there a way to express this unmediated experience? What we are looking for is a description of the places we visit “as they are” or at least as they appear to the newcomer. Playing ignorant, peeling off the layers
February 13. Damn you so much, consumerism.
There are still moments that we can have revelations. Seldom do they occur but all the more meaningful is the trace they leave behind in our minds. It is so powerful because of it makes us feel related to the
February 13. Damn you so much, consumerism.
There are still moments that we can have revelations. Seldom do they occur but all the more meaningful is the trace they leave behind in our minds. It is so powerful because of it makes us feel related to the
February 7. Start Making sense O blind poet
Imagine a crowded market, piles of vegetables, leeks, turnips, potatoes, onions everywhere, a meager dog with a fishbone in its mouths slips under a shaggy table. The sharp smell of overripe pineapples blends with the dust clouds between the stalls.
February 7. Start Making sense O blind poet
Imagine a crowded market, piles of vegetables, leeks, turnips, potatoes, onions everywhere, a meager dog with a fishbone in its mouths slips under a shaggy table. The sharp smell of overripe pineapples blends with the dust clouds between the stalls.
Your words