A few garden images

Renovation in Totota

Things that got stolen or missing from me since I arrived in Liberia

This is a non-comprehensive list of all the things that got stolen or missing since I arrived. For those items marked in Bold eyewitness reports or other evidence point towards one criminal, however, prosecution is pointless; those marked in Italics, I conceive suspicion, but am not 100% sure. The rest just disappeared. 1 nice watch 1 cheap, but useful multimeter to measure voltage, etc. Money Car tires Fuel (around 20gal ± 76l) 6 shovels 1 nice, historic German hammer 3 wonderfully straight 50x300x4200mm teak wood planks iPhone 4 2 pillow cases in white Every week, the post finds a better use of my TIME Magazine subscription than handing it over to me I will update this list if necessary. However, being a good Lutheran, I live to his explanation of the 1st commandment, which reads: That now, I say, upon which you set your heart and put your trust is properly your god. So – no...

Oktoberfest in Totota

Trying hard to integrate, some days remain special – such as this little Oktoberfest lunch, marking the tip of Liberia’s imported food. Can you be less integrated? Living far away from home does not necessarily imply to miss out everything. So we had our own Oktoberfest lately in Totota – with Weisswurscht, Brez’n and süßem Senf. And of course Franziskaner! James did not like the mustard, but the sausage. Yet he thought me to be stupid by peeling it. Although this makes me happy on one side, it reminds me of the huge accumulated needs this country and many others have to overcome in terms of self-sustained food. I don’t expect Liberia to produce Weißwurst or mustard (Senf), but everything is imported – even rice. So far, I can do only little: Encourage people to grow food, and grow my own greens, beans and corn. At...

A travel back in time

Edward surprised me today with a picture he found while searching for something else. Unfortunately, he can’t remember when it was taken, but looking at the children, and bearing in mind the location (Kpellimue), it can only be 2005. On the very left side, you can see James, and second to the right his sister Naomi. While I am quite used to tons of pictures and other devotional objects about children, this marks indeed a strong contrast! However, I am most happy to have an older picture, and so is James.

A TV Evening in Totota

Upper row: Sebastian, Lauren, James, Brent Lower row: Romeo (partly), Junior.

Listen to the Tropical Rain

Enjoy 21sec of tropical rain! I am leaving my porch at 0:15 and enter my living room. Last night, it rained from 8pm until 9pm this morning! Pre-Order your 72min CD now! $129.- free shipping.

A new bike

Find the difference!

German Breakfast

“How do you start your day?” The muesli package asks me straight forward. “With a cup of coffee!” I am tempted to say. However, their muesli-like answer is: “Maybe with a 10k run through the forest?” Thanks. No. I’ll stick to my coffee. It is yet a phenomenon where my morning products come from: the milk? From Germany. The chocolate spread? From Germany. The jam? From Germany. The muesli? From Germany. Only the bread is locally made, but: the flour is from Germany! Weird world. Bon appetite!