„Liebes Tagebuch“, würde G. schreiben, „es ist schon wieder so viel passiert, dass ich vergessen habe, wo ich anfangen soll.“ Doch er schreibt ja kein Tagebuch. Stattdessen scrollt er sich durch den ständig wachsenden Berg seiner Bilder (zuletzt ca. 200…
GSC is over. Time for PSC!
Thank you for following GSC campaign 2016! Today I reached my aims more or less, but in the evening only hot chocolate (approx. 1,000 Shilling) helped to overcome the exhaustion of being a firefighter in Tanzania. I admire and I…
Day 5
„If you gave me a ticket, I would go home.“ I was standing in the middle of an incredibly uncoordinated fire attack to put out a burning car in a roundabout. In the nine months I had spent as a…
GSC: The fourth campaign day
Good evening, dear GSC people and friends, on the end of the fourth campaign day, my flatmate Lutz and I agreed that it was not so easy to run a fair competition with people who are really underprivileged when we…
100th Post Anniversary: 3rd Day of GSC
After surviving the regatta today was a normal Monday which meant that there was no fancy dinner planned that would completely wreck my budget of, as usual, 1.25 Dollar. At my workplace I am usually served two chapati and tea…
GSC: Day No. 2
Breakfast – Tea, home made bread and eggs – 300 Shilling, 100 Shilling and 300 Shilling The regatta: Everybody brought something and I contributed bread and dhal (lentils). My share had a value of approximately 200 Shilling for the bread…
Global Solidarity Challenge: Day No. 1
Oh man, the Global Solidarity Challenge! There it is and I don’t know how to deal with it. Ok, that is not completely true, I had already thought about living on 1.25 Dollar or 2,750 Tanzanian Shilling per day and…
Images: Night Shift
Fire at a plastic and chemicals store in an industrial area near Julius Nyerere Road. Port Fire Service, Airport Fire Service and Fire and Rescue Force joining forces in their efforts to control the blaze.
G.: Not macht erfinderisch
Nun musste G. also wieder einmal ins Krankenhaus. Während eines unkontrollierten Manövers auf einer Segelregatta hatte er sich an einer offen stehenden Luke an drei Zehen Abschürfungen eingehandelt, die trotz Desinfektion nach einem Tag höllisch wehtaten und angeschwollen waren. Dazu…
Gedicht: Wieder Nacht
Es ist wieder Nacht in Dar es Salaam Und ich habe geschaut und geschaut In den leeren Räumen des Internets Viele Stunden Dinge, Ideen und sitze Dieser Tag ist nicht laut, vielmehr rennt er Hinter verschlossenen Fenstern vorbei Ein verschlafener…