It was early in the evening and a crowd of people was gathered at Kotoka International Airport. Most of them were waiting to receive loved ones returning home, others were trying to make their way into the terminal. “Kotoka” is what my phone showed; to my surprise, because I had learned that the name of the airport was recently changed back to its original name: Accra International Airport.
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I have not eaten today. Not on purpose. I will eat, later. I simply have not thought of it yet.
Other than that, today is a day like any other. In the morning, I worked. For the most part, work has become a routine, like brushing my teeth. A series of motions that seldom calls upon the genius we so readily claim sets us apart from other animals. I suppose most work is like that, and people rarely mind.
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In 2011, I rode my motorcycle, a BMW R 1150 GS, from my hometown of Adelmannsfelden in Southwest Germany to Cape Town in South Africa. I was accompanied by my friends Marc (on a BMW R 1100 GS) and Cathleen (on a BMW F 650 GS), and my wife Khukie, with whom I shared my motorcycle. We left Adelmannsfelden on the 10th of May, and we reached Cape Town on the 7th of August. We covered a total of approximately 13,000 km, crossing through twelve countries: Germany, Austria, Italy, Egypt, Sudan, Ethiopia, Kenya, Tanzania, Malawi, Zambia, Botswana, and South Africa. This is a photo/video report of our adventures along the way.
