| Posted on July 19, 2012 at 3:40 PM |
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Days 317-318.
First, we had to find new accomodation. We were walking for long with our big rucksacks on the streets and roads of Golmud. We were heading for the centre, enquiring about possible lodgings here and there. Back on the train we dipped into a travel book mentioning a certain Golmud Hotel offering cheap accomodation. No one seemed to know about it.
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Read Full Post »| Posted on July 8, 2012 at 6:35 PM |
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Day 330.
Before the departure, there was one thing left for us to do in Golmud and we didn’t really feel like doing it. Nevertheless, we showed up again at the police station and requested that our visas be prolonged. As it turned out, the hotel failed to inform the police about our presence. We were sent back to our accomodation and were asked to come back in the company of its manager. Whereas a lady was handling our visa, the two men were ...
Read Full Post »| Posted on December 9, 2011 at 11:10 PM |
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Eventually, we didn’t get a job on the Boi Branco and though the first officer recommended another ship that was looking for manpower, we gave up the idea of us, I mean, me continuing the journey on a ship. Given that it can easily turn out that after a few weeks Kenneth will follow me, we decided I’m going to travel onwards on land. Thus, he’ll catch up with me more easily.
Although with Talal we sailed for the sea t...
Read Full Post »| Posted on October 2, 2011 at 8:25 AM |
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„Our office” is situated in one of the office buildings of the central, one-way Azmi street. Apart from us, two families live on upper levels, otherwise the offices have been empty for more than 10 years now. 3 rooms, a bathroom, office tables, computers and two couches which unfortunately don’t let you stretch out but still function as excellent beds. Talal moved here not long before our arrival so everything was pretty much just thrown into the room...
Read Full Post »| Posted on September 23, 2011 at 8:20 AM |
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We’ve been in Lebanon for almost 6 weeks now. We are waiting for answers from many sources so that we could decide what direction to take next.
People are working on the ship called Boi Branco transporting living animals. Once they are done, the huge mass of iron will leave for South-America. They’ll give us a call if they need extra manpower. In case this happened, we’d ’work ourselves to’ the American continent and our...
Read Full Post »| Posted on September 10, 2011 at 1:50 PM |
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| Posted on July 28, 2011 at 5:35 AM |
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Beirut, the city of calm after the storm
As opposed to the Islamic Tripoli, the capitol is more divided religion-wise. On the part that was struck most by the civil war lasting for 15 years and that is the dividing line between the city’s Christian and Islamic parts and is being rebuilt, now mosques and temples stand right next to each other. New, sand-coloured buildings reminding of blocks of flats ar...
Read Full Post »| Posted on July 20, 2011 at 8:45 PM |
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Days 70-74. Boat hunt in Beirut (Lebanon 3.)
Even before stepping on Lebanese lands we decided we’d try to get on a ship. We wouldn’t have been the first ones to pay off in labour and travel on a vast ship. Emails and phone calls were in vain so we devoted two days to leave for the capital from Tripoli in order to ’investigate’ personally.
On the first occasion our goal was to get to ...
Read Full Post »| Posted on July 7, 2011 at 10:25 AM |
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The account on the first year of our journey can be found here.
Another year has passed. Again, saying thanks is first:
My family, my friends, my acquaintances and strangers, couchsurfers, car drivers and truck chauffeurs – thank you for your support! Thanks to You, the first year of the expedition could be follo...
Read Full Post »| Posted on June 29, 2011 at 3:35 AM |
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Amongst lions, in the company of Africans
According to Agnes and Jane, the Lebanese are, from many aspects, more dangerous predators, than the lions of their home, Nigeria or Ghana.
With our Lebanese acquaintance, Daniel and his three friends, the Ghanaian-born Agnes, Jane of Nigerian birth and her son, Kingdom, we went to see the zoo near Beirut. The tiny world of cages lies in the mounta...
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