My most inspiring encounter

Two months ago, something incredible happened. It was one of the most inspiring encounters I’ve ever had. I’m a fan of Antje Babendererde, a German author who mainly writes novels for young adults set in Native American Reservations, ever since I’ve first read a novel of hers eight years ago. This April, I finally got the chance to meet her in person – in Gotha, where she grew up. Because of some confusion and many fruitless phone calls beforehand (I was told it...

Lost in Chaos

I should be packing. Instead, I’m trying to neither panic nor become apathetic and useless. Luckily I suddenly had the idea to capture my current state of mind to sort out my feelings, since doing something creative has always been the hero of the day. Here’s the result: Kinda dramatic, right? Don’t worry, I’m not sitting around staring into space like that (yet, haha). And I know it’s not a great shot, but this is my first attempt to capture a feeling...

old city wall alzey germany

I’m sorry I’m not who I want to be

We wander through the streets of the town that was my home the last couple of months. I don’t know this quarter. Old buildings with broken façades line our way. Every now and then I halt, pointing my camera at something that has caught my attention, moving around a bit in order to find the right frame. You wait patiently. You tell me things about our surroundings, historical background information about the quarter, an anecdote about the back road to our right, details of the...

Monthly Challenges: June

I can’t believe how time flies. May is over, my volunteer year is almost over, I’m leaving Germany in probably one week and soon I’m going to be in Uruguay again. It hasn’t sunk in until just now and now anxiousness is swallowing me up, paralysing me. It’s always the same – but I’ll leave that to another post and will just focus on breathing for now. Even though this month will be challenging enough I don’t want to miss the chance to challenge...

signpost Roes Germany

Taking the path less traveled

After realization hit me while writing this post I stayed awake until 3am in the morning because my thoughts felt like celebrating a crazy party in my mind. I couldn’t shake it off anymore, this uncomfortable feeling of secretly ignoring something my subconsciousness wanted to tell me because listening to it would cause uneasiness. I don’t wanna study yet. After finally acknowledging it, I had the much dreaded talk with my dad. It was tearful, dramatic – and positive, at the end. The alternative to studying this...