DEPARTURE
Wow, it´s been already almost a year since I came back from working in Panama and studying for half a year in Guadalajara, México at the local campus of the Tecnologico de Monterrey. It was about time to get my act togehter and finish the last project that still kept me tight in Germany: my diploma thesis. Finally, after some extra-night shifts I handed my final version to the copy shop. This was the kick-off to pack my bags, clean out the historical Bungalow in which I had lived in for the last year. Set in the beautiful Olympic park it was home to many long-hours discussions on the balcony and some crazy chill-outs with good-friends.
On June 30th I filled the big transporter not even 1/10 with the little stuff I had, handed mz thesis over to my professor and took off to the north to spend a few days with my family. While on the road the quarterfinal of the 2006 WorldCup between Germany and Argentina took place. Since I wanted to stay in Buenos Aires and celebrate the win of the WorldCup with the local people, my hopes where with the Argentinian team. It started out great. But all of them where shattered when Germany scored late in the second half and beat Argentina in the penalties.
After my mom spoiled me with all kinds of food to establish at least some sort of fat around the belly I could live off from whilst in South America it was about time to get on the plane.
On July 4th I went back to Munich where my plane to Buenos Aires, Argentina would fly out of the next morning. After Germany beat Argentina in the Quarterfinals I really didn´t have a reason to stay much longer there, but to continue on to Bolivia where I would meet up with my travel companion: HAMSTER (in English "hamster" as well; you know, the little fuzzy squirrel-like thingy), a.k.a. Flo.
Hamster spend the last half year studying and working in Tarija, Bolivia. He already knew some stints around the country and it´s always been fun hanging out with the fella. Since I was running kinda late, he gave me three locations where we could meet up. Neither one of them sounded familiar nor did I have a clue where he was at the time. But first it was off to Buenos Aires, Argentina.
Wow, it´s been already almost a year since I came back from working in Panama and studying for half a year in Guadalajara, México at the local campus of the Tecnologico de Monterrey. It was about time to get my act togehter and finish the last project that still kept me tight in Germany: my diploma thesis. Finally, after some extra-night shifts I handed my final version to the copy shop. This was the kick-off to pack my bags, clean out the historical Bungalow in which I had lived in for the last year. Set in the beautiful Olympic park it was home to many long-hours discussions on the balcony and some crazy chill-outs with good-friends.
On June 30th I filled the big transporter not even 1/10 with the little stuff I had, handed mz thesis over to my professor and took off to the north to spend a few days with my family. While on the road the quarterfinal of the 2006 WorldCup between Germany and Argentina took place. Since I wanted to stay in Buenos Aires and celebrate the win of the WorldCup with the local people, my hopes where with the Argentinian team. It started out great. But all of them where shattered when Germany scored late in the second half and beat Argentina in the penalties.
After my mom spoiled me with all kinds of food to establish at least some sort of fat around the belly I could live off from whilst in South America it was about time to get on the plane.
On July 4th I went back to Munich where my plane to Buenos Aires, Argentina would fly out of the next morning. After Germany beat Argentina in the Quarterfinals I really didn´t have a reason to stay much longer there, but to continue on to Bolivia where I would meet up with my travel companion: HAMSTER (in English "hamster" as well; you know, the little fuzzy squirrel-like thingy), a.k.a. Flo.
Hamster spend the last half year studying and working in Tarija, Bolivia. He already knew some stints around the country and it´s always been fun hanging out with the fella. Since I was running kinda late, he gave me three locations where we could meet up. Neither one of them sounded familiar nor did I have a clue where he was at the time. But first it was off to Buenos Aires, Argentina.
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