A Spitting Cobra Attack and the BIG FIVE: Welcome to South Africa
I remember thinking to myself “Dude, did this bitch really just spit on me? Or is it starting to raining?” These thoughts were quickly followed by “Gosh, it looks like→
I remember thinking to myself “Dude, did this bitch really just spit on me? Or is it starting to raining?” These thoughts were quickly followed by “Gosh, it looks like→
While I’m just getting goose bumps, not because it’s so exciting at the moment, but because a cold wind is blowing through the window into my Berlin apartment, I’m sitting here. And still can’t believe my South African adventure is over yet. And because I still need to digest that, especially as I nearly got killed by a cobra, all you get today are some impressions. To daydream, to say oh and sigh.
→There is a bar in Berlin so perfect I would love to live in there. And there’s this beach in Thailand, so beautiful, quiet, lonely and, well, perfect. I know→
The good thing is: I normally fall asleep before departure. The bad thing is: there are still people who really annoy me during a flight. My ultimate list of people→