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Why should you take this novel with you on vacation? Because my stories, drenched in sweat, tears, and road dust, show how to travel, fail, and survive, - and still maintain a sense of humour. For example, when you: . escape the harsh winter, pale, exhausted, and fall asleep under a Sinhalese coconut palm, . fall in love with a Kiwi in Bangkok, of all places, . then wander aimlessly through Australia's arid desert, .
speed through the tropical rainforest with shady characters in a stolen rental car, . wake up from a deep coma in a South Indian hospital, . hike through lush marijuana fields in the magnificent mountains and valleys of Nepal, . and then coming up with the brilliant idea of taking some "agricultural products" home with you. My "home" back then was West Berlin, - that's where I bought that cheap Aeroflot ticket to India at the end of 1986, departing from Russian-occupied East Berlin.
And, of course, that's exactly where I ended up, in East-Germany. Not a good idea-believe me!Learn from my countless mistakes and missteps, feel the pain-and laugh your head off. But don't get caught ! ?? ChrisSouth India, in the city of Kochi. After their food poisoning, Marie-Louise and Christoph are discharged from hospital, but just a few days later the two brothers are already on a crowded train north without the Swedes because Ralf can't postpone his Nepal mission.
But what is it like to have a rotten stomach in such a crowd of sweaty bodies? The Indian toilets are also a nightmare, but now two days on the tracks, and only a few hours away from the Nepalese border, Christoph falls into a fainting sleep and is robbed. It is a catastrophe! His black travelling bag is gone, Christoph has nothing left, no money, no papers, nothing, just what he has on his person! Thanks to financial help from his older brother Ralf, who nevertheless travelled on to Kathmandu to complete the procurement tour alone, Christoph made it to West Germany and fled to West Berlin to avoid compulsory military service.
He now has a whole two weeks until his two short-term landlords return from their holiday in Greece, but is it possible to find an affordable flat in the city that never sleeps in such a short space of time? He certainly believes it is and luck is in his favour! He also gets a job, and yes - the luck, hooray, it's back, but what did the fortune teller say? Christoph is put to a tough test in a faraway place! A lot of shit did indeed happen in India - but it's a lot further from Australia to West Berlin!AT THE END OF THE BOOK YOU WILL FIND CORRESPONDING PHOTOS
speed through the tropical rainforest with shady characters in a stolen rental car, . wake up from a deep coma in a South Indian hospital, . hike through lush marijuana fields in the magnificent mountains and valleys of Nepal, . and then coming up with the brilliant idea of taking some "agricultural products" home with you. My "home" back then was West Berlin, - that's where I bought that cheap Aeroflot ticket to India at the end of 1986, departing from Russian-occupied East Berlin.
And, of course, that's exactly where I ended up, in East-Germany. Not a good idea-believe me!Learn from my countless mistakes and missteps, feel the pain-and laugh your head off. But don't get caught ! ?? ChrisSouth India, in the city of Kochi. After their food poisoning, Marie-Louise and Christoph are discharged from hospital, but just a few days later the two brothers are already on a crowded train north without the Swedes because Ralf can't postpone his Nepal mission.
But what is it like to have a rotten stomach in such a crowd of sweaty bodies? The Indian toilets are also a nightmare, but now two days on the tracks, and only a few hours away from the Nepalese border, Christoph falls into a fainting sleep and is robbed. It is a catastrophe! His black travelling bag is gone, Christoph has nothing left, no money, no papers, nothing, just what he has on his person! Thanks to financial help from his older brother Ralf, who nevertheless travelled on to Kathmandu to complete the procurement tour alone, Christoph made it to West Germany and fled to West Berlin to avoid compulsory military service.
He now has a whole two weeks until his two short-term landlords return from their holiday in Greece, but is it possible to find an affordable flat in the city that never sleeps in such a short space of time? He certainly believes it is and luck is in his favour! He also gets a job, and yes - the luck, hooray, it's back, but what did the fortune teller say? Christoph is put to a tough test in a faraway place! A lot of shit did indeed happen in India - but it's a lot further from Australia to West Berlin!AT THE END OF THE BOOK YOU WILL FIND CORRESPONDING PHOTOS
Why should you take this novel with you on vacation? Because my stories, drenched in sweat, tears, and road dust, show how to travel, fail, and survive, - and still maintain a sense of humour. For example, when you: . escape the harsh winter, pale, exhausted, and fall asleep under a Sinhalese coconut palm, . fall in love with a Kiwi in Bangkok, of all places, . then wander aimlessly through Australia's arid desert, .
speed through the tropical rainforest with shady characters in a stolen rental car, . wake up from a deep coma in a South Indian hospital, . hike through lush marijuana fields in the magnificent mountains and valleys of Nepal, . and then coming up with the brilliant idea of taking some "agricultural products" home with you. My "home" back then was West Berlin, - that's where I bought that cheap Aeroflot ticket to India at the end of 1986, departing from Russian-occupied East Berlin.
And, of course, that's exactly where I ended up, in East-Germany. Not a good idea-believe me!Learn from my countless mistakes and missteps, feel the pain-and laugh your head off. But don't get caught ! ?? ChrisSouth India, in the city of Kochi. After their food poisoning, Marie-Louise and Christoph are discharged from hospital, but just a few days later the two brothers are already on a crowded train north without the Swedes because Ralf can't postpone his Nepal mission.
But what is it like to have a rotten stomach in such a crowd of sweaty bodies? The Indian toilets are also a nightmare, but now two days on the tracks, and only a few hours away from the Nepalese border, Christoph falls into a fainting sleep and is robbed. It is a catastrophe! His black travelling bag is gone, Christoph has nothing left, no money, no papers, nothing, just what he has on his person! Thanks to financial help from his older brother Ralf, who nevertheless travelled on to Kathmandu to complete the procurement tour alone, Christoph made it to West Germany and fled to West Berlin to avoid compulsory military service.
He now has a whole two weeks until his two short-term landlords return from their holiday in Greece, but is it possible to find an affordable flat in the city that never sleeps in such a short space of time? He certainly believes it is and luck is in his favour! He also gets a job, and yes - the luck, hooray, it's back, but what did the fortune teller say? Christoph is put to a tough test in a faraway place! A lot of shit did indeed happen in India - but it's a lot further from Australia to West Berlin!AT THE END OF THE BOOK YOU WILL FIND CORRESPONDING PHOTOS
speed through the tropical rainforest with shady characters in a stolen rental car, . wake up from a deep coma in a South Indian hospital, . hike through lush marijuana fields in the magnificent mountains and valleys of Nepal, . and then coming up with the brilliant idea of taking some "agricultural products" home with you. My "home" back then was West Berlin, - that's where I bought that cheap Aeroflot ticket to India at the end of 1986, departing from Russian-occupied East Berlin.
And, of course, that's exactly where I ended up, in East-Germany. Not a good idea-believe me!Learn from my countless mistakes and missteps, feel the pain-and laugh your head off. But don't get caught ! ?? ChrisSouth India, in the city of Kochi. After their food poisoning, Marie-Louise and Christoph are discharged from hospital, but just a few days later the two brothers are already on a crowded train north without the Swedes because Ralf can't postpone his Nepal mission.
But what is it like to have a rotten stomach in such a crowd of sweaty bodies? The Indian toilets are also a nightmare, but now two days on the tracks, and only a few hours away from the Nepalese border, Christoph falls into a fainting sleep and is robbed. It is a catastrophe! His black travelling bag is gone, Christoph has nothing left, no money, no papers, nothing, just what he has on his person! Thanks to financial help from his older brother Ralf, who nevertheless travelled on to Kathmandu to complete the procurement tour alone, Christoph made it to West Germany and fled to West Berlin to avoid compulsory military service.
He now has a whole two weeks until his two short-term landlords return from their holiday in Greece, but is it possible to find an affordable flat in the city that never sleeps in such a short space of time? He certainly believes it is and luck is in his favour! He also gets a job, and yes - the luck, hooray, it's back, but what did the fortune teller say? Christoph is put to a tough test in a faraway place! A lot of shit did indeed happen in India - but it's a lot further from Australia to West Berlin!AT THE END OF THE BOOK YOU WILL FIND CORRESPONDING PHOTOS
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