Dim sum (點心) and more

Jose suggested in an earlier post that he should work on his persuasion skills. I can confirm that he improved, or let’s say that he changed his strategy.

“It’s an egg. Really, it’s just an egg!” he says as I suspiciously eye a black, greasy something in my sticky rice soup (or congee, 粥) that I ordered for breakfast. If he says so… I put the thing in my mouth and chew — and almost instantly want to spit it out again: not only its texture but also its taste is beyond anything I could possibly eat at this time of the day. I force myself to swallow it against my better will, after all I do not want to be impolite and show bad manners in a restaurant.

Jose does not feel bad at all: “If I would have told you that most of the Europeans do not like this egg, you never would have tasted it!” Very nice, thank you… That is really thoughtful. Considerate. I think I could have lived without the experience of tasting century eggs (or preserved duck eggs, 皮蛋).

Hm, yeah. I am not yet convinced by his “progress”.

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Back to the future

Being ill whilst traveling is not a nice experience — and yet it is part of the deal, especially when you travel for such a long time and in countries with low hygienic standards. It is not too bad to lie in bed for some days and be reminded of the fact that we live in a fragile body and that health is a mighty bliss. What is a bad thing though, is to stay in bed for more than a week, not being able to eat or walk around and enjoy yourself. Unfortunately, over the last few weeks, I found something that is even worse than being sick myself: to see my love and travel companion in pain, to watch him suffer and not being able to help him. It was a nightmare that lasted many days.

 

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Wildlife watching

One of the reasons why we chose to travel in this region of Africa was the animals which we could observe here in their natural habitat. We all know them quite well: the zebras, giraffes, rhinos, antelopes, elephants and, of course, the king of the savanna, the lion. We know them from our zoos in Europe, documentaries on TV or – as stupid as it may sound – from Disney’s “The Lion King.”

However, none of these approaches come close to what you see and feel there, out in the wilderness, where you can admire the animals as free living creatures.

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Ein Blick zurück

Als ich in der Primarschule war, wurde mir erzählt, dass die Lehrerin der Parallelklasse die Schule verliesse, um auf eine Weltreise zu gehen. Es muss das erste Mal gewesen sein, dass ich mit diesem Wort konfrontiert wurde. Als kleines Mädchen konnte ich nicht verstehen, wieso jemand von hier, wo ich mich so wohl und behütet fühlte, weggehen wollte. Zudem wurde mir zum ersten Mal bewusst, wie gross die Welt ist, als ich mir vorstellte, wo diese Lehrerin überall hingehen würde. So verspürte ich das Gefühl der Weite und des Unbekannten in mir, was mich damals sehr beängstigte.

Heute beängstigt es mich immer noch. Aber gleichzeitig löst es in mir auch eine Sehnsucht aus, einen Drang dieser Weite, diesem Unbekannten, dieser Freiheit zu begegnen. Der Ruf der Fremde lässt mich nicht mehr los und obwohl ich mich immer noch wohl fühle in der Schweiz, weiss ich jetzt – gut fünfzehn Jahre später – dass man das Zuhause, die Freunde und die Familie verlassen muss, um andere Gegenden der Welt zu entdecken.

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