Tana, four years later – Tana, vier Jahre später

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Tana again, our favourite capital, four years after our last visit. Back then, we would have never thought that we might return to Madagascar and Tana one day. The air streaming through the open window into the taxi on our way from the Ivato airport to Tana fits my lungs like a glove. It´s Malagasy air, that´s for sure. And it is the cool air of the highland during the southern winter. I love the tingling on my skin after three involuntary days in the hot and humid air of the Seychelles because of a broken down plane, and I´m looking forward to the bustling atmosphere of the city, the complete opposite to the Beach resort feel on Mahé Island, where it is all about water, sand and buffets.

Zurück in Tana, unserer Lieblings-Hauptstadt, vier Jahre nach unserem letzten Besuch. Damals hätten wir uns nicht träumen lassen, jemals nach Madagaskar und Tana zurückkehren zu können. Die Luft, die auf dem Weg vom Ivato Airport nach Tana durch das offene Fenster ins Taxi strömt, fühlt sich vertraut an. Es ist eindeutig madegassische Luft. Es ist die kühle Luft des Hochlandes im Süd-Winter. Ich liebe das Prickeln auf der Haut nach den drei unfreiwilligen Tagen – aufgrund einer defekten Maschine – auf den Seychellen, und ich freue mich wie ein Kind auf die überbordende Atmosphäre dieser Stadt, das genaue Gegenteil zur Beach-Ressort-Stimmung auf der Hauptinsel Mahé, wo sich alles um Wasser, Sand und Büffets dreht.

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Nocturnal Tana – Nächtliches Tana

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Power lines

Antananarivo, Madagascar/Madagaskar

Patches of quotidian lives – Ausschnitte täglichen Lebens

Antananarivo, Madagascar/Madagaskar

Tana mon amour

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Antananarivo, Madagaskar/Madagascar

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Berlin at night

City of light – Stadt aus Licht

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Festival of lights Berlin

Libreville – No way out

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When you get off the plane as a northern or middle European in Libreville, it is like walking against a wall. It is the extreme humidity that hits you like a weight packed upon your chest. At least I felt so when we arrived at Libreville at half past seven in the evening, after a long day with flights from Frankfurt to Paris and Paris to Libreville with Air France. After having watched former Rugby players throwing around our luggage on the airfield of Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris. Just before we discovered all the holes in the rain covers of our backpacks as well as in my backpack itself.

Kampala

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Kampala

e/d Return to Kampala – Rückkehr nach Kampala

Five years after our first visit to Uganda and its capital, we finally revisited Kampala in July – twice. Of course, it´s a characteristic African capital, which means that it has got a modern town centre as well as sheds, huts and slums as far as the eye can see – for probably close to two million inhabitants. But set on “seven hills” amidst a rolling landscape one can also instantly observe the ongoing battle for the souls and the lives of the Ugandan people while looking at Kampala. A battle, which failed to attract my attention back then, but therefor this time, it struck me right away!