Kategorie: 2017
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Simbabwe
Unser erster Gedanke angesichts der aktuellen Nachrichten: Gut, dass wir nicht mehr dort sind. Ich wünsche dem Land, dass es so ruhig bleibt, wie es jetzt noch zu sein scheint. Und ich wünsche den vielen netten Menschen, die wir kennenlernen durften, einfach eine gute Zukunft. Ansonsten halte ich mich angesichts der überraschenden Zahl von Zugriffen auf meinen…
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One more time: Kruger
Sometimes you forget that Africa offers more than just the „Big Five“. Here in the Kruger alone there are 142 other species of mammals and over 500 bird species. Here is a selection randomly picked on a rainy evening (yes, here too you experience rain – and everyone is happy). Manchmal vergisst man, dass Afrikas Fauna mehr…
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Fleeing to the South
We left Kruger Park and drove westwards, into the Blyde River Canyon and into the foothills of the Drakensberg mountains with fantastic viewpoints. Often but not now. Everything goes well up to the Three Rondavels and the Potholes, but then the fog breaks in. For two days we try to look through „God’s Window“, but what…
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Self-Catering
A backpacker lodge in Swaziland. I enjoy these stations , because: With our arrival, the average age of the guests increases abruptly. In other words, the male part of our team immediately feels younger. The former communicator and active travel blogger suffering from the weak network in Africa can, together with backpackers (a subset of…
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Back to the Sea
Towards the end, a few days of luxury. We wanted to treat ourselves to it in Sabie Sands with the private camps on the edge of the Kruger, but due to the turbulent weather we landed unplanned on this beautiful coast (Rocktail Beach), which can only be reached by 4×4, and where we enjoy pure…
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The Last Leg
It rained all night and it just won’t stop. We leave the coast but before we reach the tarred road towards Johannesburg, we drive about 18 km – one hour – through wet sand, slippery clay and small lakes. Es hat die ganze Nacht geregnet und will einfach nicht aufhören. Wir fliehen mal wieder kurzentschlossen.…
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Johannesburg (1)
It wasn’t Lore’s day: first bitten by a dog (it was a „Boerboel“, a „farmer’s mastiff“), then she ripped her forearm at the tip of an iron fence. A nice Indian doctor sews up the crack with 5 stitches. Dinner: Antibiotics, probiotics and painkillers. But since then, Johannesburg has shown its best side. And that’s because…
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Johannesburg (2)
South Africa’s „Must See“, the Apartheid Museum and the „Must Taste“, Deon’s Braai, remain outstanding memories of our days in Joburg: His sirloin steak is a dream. In Germany, the quantity would be enough for eight guests and the quality would make the Ivory Club in Frankfurt turn green with envy. And of course we…
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Wake up, Africa! Goodbye, Africa!
All my bags are packed I’m ready to go I’m standin‘ here outside your door I hate to wake you up to say goodbye …