Friday, October 23, 2009

Dog Randomly Starts Heaving

# 13 Epilogue / Hamburg


you're back here in Germany. Did you even do not change! How was India? Do you have a culture shock?
India was great. I do not know where to start. All the many visual and emotional impressions, exciting and unique experiences, the abundance of stimuli. A culture shock I experienced definitely, and by trying to capture with a formula. But a culture shock subsides again. Thoughts and feelings act differently depending on the time perspective.

what way?
Well, when I flew from India to Dubai, I had the smell of the Indian taxi driver Beedis
still in his nose, his few words of English even in the ears and the images of the skyline but also the slums of Bombay in mind. Then cut, say flight. And around you, everything is different: new, modern, sterile, perfect. That is what a culture shock. You are with your feelings and thoughts or in one environment, while the body and the current perception is already in a different environment.

was the shock greater than after your stay in China in 2007?
Yes. Definitely. I believe this is due to the stark contrasts: India-Dubai-Beckum is more extreme than east coast of China-Hamburg.

What was so your best experience?
Since you're not the first to ask that. Hard to say, because it gave so much. Overall I would say I was glad to have within the seven weeks never once felt danger. I was always able to move freely. Well, maybe I had a little scared when I saw the tiger in the National Park in the face ... (Laughs)

What comes to you because first thing in the head if you now (Note: 1 month after return) look back?
These are individual scraps: pictures, conversations, feelings. The room in Udaipur overlooking the lake. Where I wanted to arrive first. Getting to the trip. It was my first day after the project in Chennai. Added to this was that I was weakened by diarrhea and a night of drinking. This room was a dream! Sounds kitischig, but was so! Other fragments: The first day - Mario and the girls have taken me great. Everything was so naturally at ease. The trip to the beach at Mamallapuram. Eight children in their arms in the slums, the squeaking with joy. The association of chain fragments of memory is going now, but I now want to make any sequence of images. There were indeed the slide show ...


How was that for your journey. Have you traveled alone or with others? And where did you knew that? Actually, I'm alone
traveled. But since one has the freedom to join another. So I got the camel trek with the two Chinese and Japanese made. The three I had met at the hotel. In Delhi and Agra I was traveling with Lydia. We had virtually agreed there. On the train ride to Mumbai, I got the Frenchwoman Julie met in Mumbai and we have made a day together shopping and sightseeing. The last day in Mumbai I was traveling with a group of Germans, a Swede and a Dane, who were in the same hotel. It was quite different, but very funny. We have experienced the incredible Ganpatty Festival, where devout Indians in remembrance of the deity Ganesha (the one with the elephant head) dance all day and sing and end up putting at countless small and large elephant statues in the sea. I estimate that there were 500,000 people on the streets, painted in red. The nice thing about traveling alone on that one is completely flexible and experienced a lot more chances to more than. Moreover, people take their own different way. And if someone wants to society, then it babbles to stop somebody. This is very good and is not a problem in India.

What is funny happened on the trips ?
was very fun to visit a temple in Kanchipuram. When Mario and I came back out, as smooth but two monkeys were sitting on our bikes. One was drinking a juice pack, the other looked in the mirror. These were the first two monkeys, I have encountered in India. In the town also began another coincidence: The hotel's four girls from Spain met and dined with them in the evening. 3 weeks later and 500 km are more Mario and I on the way to Ooty and meet at the platform, the four girls.
Another coincidence: On the bus from Udaipur to Jodhpur I met a couple. But they are directly went on to Jaisalmer. In Jodhpur I visited a fort and got to know this couple from Hamburg. Then I went to Jaisalmer on camel tour and from there to Delhi. In Delhi I meet at the platform then the first this couple again, and this was the second this couple together in Jaisalmer Tour gemacht.Die the world of travel is so damn small, even in India.
Basically it helpful to take a lot of things in India with humor and understanding. For example, chronic unreliability of the project staff. Otherwise, only makes you look even angry, you lose the fun and then not running the project. I have seen many smiling Indian and laughed a lot with Indians.

Now you have your time there with the book "Life of Pi" linked websites built and over again. Why?
for three reasons: First, the book
with guilt that I landed in India am. When I started it a second time to read the option led with India. The visualization of the language has made the zoo to me alive. I wanted to go there, in this Pondicherry. Second, the
have descriptions of people, society, swimming pools, religions have attracted the attraction to strange to immerse the increased curiosity in other cultures. Third, there
between the book and my time there always interfaces, points of contact and parallels. If you now have with the statements of the fictional character Pi Patel on my time in India, then a different perspective is on things.

That sounds interesting, but you could not before but Know how your time runs there! What attracted you from a distance?
I devoured the book twice, I fall into sections. Travel to India for me was a little deeper into the book. Many thoughts and ideas of Pi can be transferred even to me. Maybe that is because of this analogy, the book so appealing. I must also say that there are websites that do not fit at first glance to the blog text. In addition, the book was certainly not the only reason to go to India. The organization and the link to a friend (Anja) in India have certainly played a role. Well and finally, the gut feeling say "yo, let's go!" I had with my bosses and Sheila Kennedy to start an interesting conversation about choices: You do not know the gut feeling. For me, there is the difference between head, heart and gut feelings.

For me, the first part was very informative: The species, religions (although I have to Hinduism probably read again what should-on the first look many names of gods and many terms) over and thinking of Pi all this. The second part, I was impressed because I had not thought it possible that a "ride" in a life boat "experience" so much can. The text was any imagine boring and always compelling. As the book was for you?
nice on the first part, I find that Yann Martel tosses both in animals and in the religious descriptions small peaks. Humanization of animals, the religions, despite their actual equality and tranquility to today can debate (if meet the three Kirchenoberhäupte Pi at the fair, with his parents) and she takes another in his leg. Honestly, I've given up trying to understand Hinduism, it is simply too versatile. I get something, but all the gods, interpretations, stories, etc. are quite a lot, but also show the diversity of Hinduism. My "favorite god" in Hinduism is Lord Ganesha. He represents luck, success and wisdom. In addition, I have spent on his "birthday" a great day in Udaipur, and as mentioned above, witnessed the conclusion of the Ganesha festival in Mumbai.
What do you think of the protagonist Pi Patel?
Pi is not a typical hero. He sometimes seems helpless and tried out in its surroundings. The bizarre situation on the boat again and again leads to surprising, humorous situations. Pi does this very human, because he himself, his actions and decisions are reflected. Sometimes he looks weak and uncertain, sometimes strong and courageous. Little things this can make the difference. As in real life also. And Yann Martel describes these infinitesimal changes very precise and comprehensible.

And how was this place Pondicherry for you? You like this in the blog written almost nothing, even though it (isolated) j readers have even called a!
Pondicherry was a dream, an oasis. After 4 weeks in the turbulent, noisy, full and restless Chennai I needed a mental break. Runtergedüst'm alone with the bike the 130 miles. Have on the beaches of Mamallapuram Koval and maintained. In Pondy, I relaxed for three days. French Cuisine enjoyed. The time to elapse there: the speed of life adapted to the inner being and not to external influences. 'm Up in the morning to the sunrise did, meditate in an ashram. Here and there a good coffee, a few pages in a book, a piece of quiche Loraine or not. Useful for clearing out the mind was an Ayurvedic massage: naked on a massive wooden table in the warmed oil lying like an anchovy. The four hands of two well-trained Indians darted over my body in sync. It was painful but liberating.
the way, is the much-described Zoo not. He is pure fiction. This I had already researched even before India. But it is my interest in Pondicherry has not decreased but increased. For what is this Place where a wonderful zoo is attributed?

And would fit a zoo to Pondicherry?
Yes, he would need the animals and the beauty of the place to be worthy. It would be hard for him as romantic, loving and scenic design, as he is in my mind based on the book.

you wanted with your blog, the three worlds connect India Gecko PiPatel. How is your review on the blog?
The whole story was fun and many readers also had fun. Numbers are not crucial, but sometimes interesting. Every week, there were 77-247 requests. Of course mostly from Germany. I still wonder who came from the 10 requests from Brazil!

and have read all the blog really?
Of course! (Laughs) Typical reaction on my return was that I once looked at your blog and well, frankly, I myself usually only viewed the photos. But that's normal. My analyzer showed that the average stay is 4 minutes. So fast can not read!

you're first again in Germany. What are you doing now with the blog?
As I said, I had fun in propagating my own mustard. And that he tasted many has is also pleasant. And he who does not taste that reads just keep Spiegel Online or Facebook. The blog I will to continue running well. Still, as a "shipwreck with Gecko. However, it is less about India, but more about other topics that interest me and which I think could interest other people. A few ideas I've had.

And what about the photos? Authorized but not now disappear in the drawer!
I will not. First of all, I'm going to make me a decent photo album. This I have already risen in Udaipur. It has a leather cover, is shown on the Ganesha. Part of the Images is indeed still visible on the blog. What else is possible, I do not think so. We'll see.

Thank you for the Intierview!
Thanks to all passengers who have endured and suffered with me shipwreck. Both here in Germany, as well as in India and Dubai. It was a beautiful shipwreck. Thanks also to the party since my return. You have asked the questions and helped me free myself from the culture shock. Especially to my parents and siblings, Ellen, my WG. Thanks also to Dennis: Your Mail the idea for this "interview" was.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Ticket Price Silvercity

INFO - DIA-EVENING

love travel friends

I would like to invite to a talk about my time in India:

shipwreck with a Gecko
Masala Pictures of Indian
(+ Contrast Dubai)

Cafe displeasure
Thurs 8th October 20:30
Veddeler Brückenstr .162
(Across from my apartment)
www.indiagecko.blogspot.com

In Chai Tea, and cheap drinks Beedies you expect from a masala photos and experiences:
contrasts and apparent contradictions
permanent road noise and inner peace by Yoga and meditation
Heated sun & rain pattering
head shaking & Yes, my
capitalism & religion
Modern Complex international IT companies within sight of überbevöllkerten, pollute the slums, poverty and wealth
.

India, photos and travel can bring their friends interested in you.

I'm looking forward to come with you,
Gecko (Matthias)

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Watery Cervical Mucus At 4 Weeks Pregnant

# 12 Dubai / state of shock

"You can say that a shipwreck is trapped between the most extreme, zermürbensten opposites." (Continued from page 363)


culture India: India is the largest democracy in the world and a country of contrasts and apparent contradictions: Permanent road noise impinges on inner peace through meditation and yoga. Modern complex international IT companies are located within sight of überbevöllkerten, pollute the slums. Sleeping people on the roadside under a blanket vs lousy. Parties in a chic loft, with modern art, white leather couches, a refrigerator that does not (culinary) desired diffusers t and two house servants, who eat even a clock at five am somewhat prepared. Head-shaking and "yes" mean. Pleasant helpful and annoying misinformation. The weather in Chennai is marked by muggy in the summer heat and spontaneous rain, do not bring the hoped-cooling. Even if the "average" Zinder "speaks less English than expected, we come in everyday and traveling along problem, because the Indians are helpful and curious towards Westerners. There are a host of mosquitoes, monsoon rains and too many speed Breaker (herunterzubremsen Hüppeler about cars. They are, however, positioned so high and bulky and surprisingly, they are more dangerous than useful.)

Culture Dubai: Dubai is like a metropolis in the computer game Sim City. We know the trailer of the game - various documentation on Pro Sieben, Sat.1 and Kabel 1 Modern glass and steel complexes in unusual shapes are constructed from round to round. From top to bottom you ht the six-lane highway with a perfect green on the side and small cars, as if drawn on a string pesen back and forth. Here and there something about being pleasing to the Emir and the people: a modern park, a horse racing track, one and still a Palm Island (to see who really like this - at least from the aircraft), a subway system that runs along on stilts next to the highway, an oversized shopping mall (Dubai Mall is the largest store in the world with the biggest glass of the world (the Aquarium) next to the largest building the world ...). With only 15% of the local culture is also strongly influenced by the foreigners. Western sports bars, exquisite restaurants, draft Strongbow, Australian rump steak as well as tourists who are desperate with her Canon Ixus the Burj Dubai - the 818 meters with the highest usable building in the world (opening in December). Hundreds of thousands from India, the Philippines, Pakistan, Yemen, Lebanon and other countries of the Near and Middle East were recruited to build more than 40 °, the skyscrapers of the future, to clean the homes or to drive taxis. Jumeirah meet me in front of three Porsche Cayenne in turn, set with a sheikh in the elegant white robes (kaftans), plain white hat (AGAL) and a black head Mature (Guthra). Here are a Bentley, a Jaguar, a Lamborghini and an almost poor acting S-Class. 4.6% of the population are millionaires, but it felt longer. Here are the swimming pools to be cooled on the roof, bus stop estellen to 18 ° temperature and sterilized the room by the cleaning staff every two days (can the say? You know what I mean. Compared to India, I move in a permanent quarantine zone. This is no garbage, no cigarette butts on the floor, everything shines like new because it is new, I do not see a beggar.)
If you are in the game "Sim City Dubai is located, popped loose much. A taxi here to take a taxi there, without thinking of ordering the purse from the card and painlessly pay by credit card. A taxi back, or even more. Bids you get for have the finest food, in beautiful places. Fortunately for me, I know that Jan, who had just practiced in Dubai for an internship. Lucky to be a roommate was not there and I had a room with private bath and shower (and robe) and a very luxurious bed in the 27th Floor of the hotel-apartment complex of "The Place". So I could enjoy the three days and Dubai had with Jan and his other roommate Seb two players that I could show you the best places in "Sim City Dubai: Three highlights from my perspective:
  1. water pipe with grape-mint flavor and with sweet Moroccan treats with fruit, nuts and yoghurt a soft bed on the Creek consume, and give the expansion a try.
  2. stumble morning at half past six in Sarah's party to the sea in order to enjoy the 35 ° warm, almost oily water the sunrise.
  3. a beer in "The Address". Opposite the Burj Dubai (800 meters) you will find this luxury hotel. On the top floor (63rd floor) is the hotel bar (a bit too much) equipped with modern art and bric a brac. The bar is really unimportant. But the outlook is ne force. After changing to "Sim City Dubai" in the bird perspective. The houses, fountains, pools and even the Dubai Mall will appear tiny. The skyline in sight, in light of the Persian Gulf, the sea. BUT! What kind of a spear that there is about 150 meters before you? This is the Burj. Damn that thing is huge. Yes, this is a thing. This is no ordinary building more. We are on the 63rd Stock and are on a third of the height of the Burj. We can not also see with our eyes the top and bottom of the Burj. Holy Moly Shit. This has "Big Mo" ventured to the edge of possibility. I vacillate constantly between fascination and rejection.
"Big Mo "? His name is actually Mohammed bin Rashid Al Maktoum and is the emir of Dubai. Although he is only three years in power, but on the best way to do it like its predecessors: to build the city of the future. "You have to choose, either imitate you, or you can take the initiative. . We want to be pioneers "
If I, as a" see players in Sim City Dubai ", he is the umbrella body - the Master. He directs the development of the city like a puppeteer the threads. He sets the rules: He can determine the number of spontaneously leave and public holidays thinks himself new buildings and chimeras (it is ne indoor skiing in Dubai) and the hardness of the practice of Ramadan is determined by him and his police. You feel something not free, when you learn that eating, drinking and smoking during the day is prohibited in the public and for Westerners. On the other hand, it is considered very social and is popular with all walks of life and one can imagine with a view to dictators in neighboring countries, that the master of the level, "Sim City Dubai" also could be worse. To bring

the previous section to a formula:
(Culture India Culture Dubai) / (Marked in Germany) = (culture shock x 3) + Fascination + Enthusiasm + rejection

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Kates Playground Free Mov

# 11 Camping / Jaisalmer, Thar Desert

Not long, and well-being turned on. My mouth was again wet and soft. I could feel my neck any more. My skin is relaxed. My joints moving again with ease. My heart was in a happy rhythm, and the blood circulating in my veins like the cars of a wedding party, draw the honking of the city. The muscles felt again of strong and supple. The head was clearer. I was a dead man who awoke weider to life. It was a wunderba, wonderful feeling. Those who become intoxicated on alcohol should be ashamed, but the water intoxication is the most beautiful of all ecstasies. For several minutes sitting I just there and enjoyed this happiness.
I was a few days, which felt an eternity away camp in the Thar desert.

camping means "go out to eat and sleep." My last camping trip was with Ellen over Holland, and inside I took one or the other comparison.
  • time: camping in the desert. The Thar desert lies on the border between India and Pakistan, consisting essentially of stone, brushwood and scattered sand dunes.
  • locomotion smittel: camels in the step-trot and pace.
  • Travel Group: My camel Lalu me all the path taken. By my side and with a distance Kamelhalslaenge two Chinese (Jaoli and Mangjie) and Japanese (Ken), I, Jodhpur - got to know - one day before. The Chinese would be easily frightened and took me soooo brave (partly because I wanted to lead the camel, not by a guide). The Japanese Ken was very reserved and commented on many a monotone Hehehe-pool that I know of only Japanese. These include our two Indian Kamelfuehrer Thalib and Ali. They have been living since her birth 14 or 20 years in the desert.
  • food: saturated will always be at the camp of "a flame". In Holland you are cooking as a bicycle tourist with in 80 KM the legs on a Bunsen burner pasta with tomato sauce - with or without cheese. In India, known as Travelltourist after 3 hours of step camel in the butt chapati (wheat bread) and potato-onion masala of a flame of parched wood. A key difference: It will be cooked. Yes, that's true and my camping honor came shortly shaken. Finally, you go camping but to feel that they can survive outside. You want to feel the very own hunting and gathering instinct again. The draw on resources - such as supermarkets - you can let it go with a zugedrueckten eye. Basically: Outside it tastes best anyway.
  • drinks: about 38 degree warm water.
  • Miscellaneous: From time to smoke a beedi (with a little tobacco Stuffed Tendublatt). A beedi is actually a "poor man's cigarette". If I have smoked a beedi in a break with the playgrounds in the slums, so I smiled at the children and young people. Why? A Westerner, who is rich, smokes, smoking the herb, the poor and elderly and Rajastani musician. Here we can see that humor is nothing but the divergence of performance (rich Westerners) and reality (smoking leaves).
  • feature: In Holland heard a certain basic humidity of the clothes for camping. In the Thar desert, this is a minimum sand content in the chapattis.
  • flow: When camping you behave really useful free. You move in a delayed rate (a train or jeep would be much faster) from A to B in order to "survive" under eingeschreanktem comfort. Actually standards they set themselves obstacles. In between, you babbles about this and that, but most of it about the way that you just committed. "This time, said the modern G4 group (Indian, Chinese, Japanese, German) over desert, camels, food, and sky have my travel book expands I to a dictionary of world languages. Broken English, Hindi, Chinese, Japanese, and - well - ! German
  • nature and landscape: Slowly we come to what really constitutes the camp, the target. Unity with nature. Man adjusts his pace to the sun, moving through the countryside and live with nature. Mother Earth shows his gratitude for all the respect towards her and gives us a wonderful night sky in the middle of the desert. The moon watches over us imperiously. The body is first remain uncertain in the "new" environment. He while required to be city-man behavior to store. Therefore, initially one hears nothing when you're outside. No noise, no engines, no calling people. But then something happens and the "supposed silence" is a concert of noises that a previously hidden behind: The sand, which flows over the dunes, while the separately occurring Shrubs strokes. The creaking of an old tree at the bottom of the sand-dune. Somewhere far away a cowbell. And then your breath. For several minutes I just sat there and enjoyed this happiness.