Dear readers, 

Thanks for following me!
Now I sadly have to tell you, that I will take a break from travelling for health reasons. I’m going to fly home, get well and regenerate and if everything goes fine, I will continue the journey in January.
Thanks for your understanding!


Sky above Delhi

At first the traffic in India really seems as chaotic as everyone said. But if you stroll around a few times, you will get used to it.
For the beginning I think it is the best to follow the locals going in the same direction as you. And as a pedestrian you actually find some space to cross the street really easy.
Somehow it works.
If you drive first, the others will stop and let you pass, and if the others drive first, you have to wait. With eye-contact, a good reaction and some honor you can make it as an european too.
I don’t say you don’t have to be careful. But if you are afraid, you probably shouldn’t even try.
The food was incredibly tasty from the beginning. Kevin said, that in India even he could become a vegetarian. In fact, many of the restaurants in the north of India are vegetarian. And this truly makes sense. The Hinduists don’t eat beef, the Muslims don’t eat pork and the Buddhists don’t eat any meat. But in some restaurants you can find meals containing chicken.
Main part of the meals is rice. Then there are a lot of meals with vegetables in different varities and/or a withe, smooth cheese. Wether fried or in one of the many sauces. Additional they serve bread, for example Roti, Naan, Chapati or Pappad, used as cutlery. Manish showed us how to use it properly and after some practice it works quite good now.
Oh and the chai tea here tastes great! You can’t compare it to the chai you mostly get in Germany.


The people in India are mostly interested in us. The spectrum of faces they show us reaches from sceptic and distrustful to nosy and friendly. Sometimes they talk to us, just to ask how we are and where we come from.
Many women still dress traditional, independing of their age. The clothes they wear are refreshing colourful, match well together and are sometimes decorated with detailled ornaments.
But well, you also can see more and more women dressing western.
And for coming back to the title: one time we saw a blue sky above Delhi, even if the prejudice tells you different.

Way to Gurgaon

Our first impression of Delhi was a bit disillusioning.
We came out of the airport, thirsty and completely overtired and stood in a huge crowd.
Our plan was to take a taxi, that would bring us to our host in Gurgaon. Only problem was that this plan was not easy to implement.
There were many men trying to offer us a taxi ride, but finding someone trustworthy who would not make us an incredible high price was quite hard.
As we followed one man to his taxi, an other man stopped us, claiming he was a police man, and telling us to follow him. Then he brought us to an ‘official’ taxi stand. As we learned later, he was no police man, because they always wear uniforms, and he didn’t.


23 hours

As we were too late for applying Visa for Russia we now have to spend 23 hours at the airport in Moscow.
Sunday, October 25th, 2015:

At about 7.30 pm we leave the plane from Thessaloniki. Arriving in the hall we go further to “International Departures”.
There we are welcomed by a employee of the airport asking:
‘Where does you flight go?’
‘To Delhi, but tomorrow.’
She looks at the paper in her hand saying: ‘Oh yes, two persons. Just go there and your flight goes from terminal F.’
We pass the security check and, in opposite to Thessaloniki, are allowed to keep our shoes on this time.
In the waiting hall we are welcomed by Burger King. The first one I have seen for the last eight weeks.
Behind there is a coffeeshop, an other burger bar and some duty-free-shops, where you have to pay 2€ for half a litre of water.
We buy a bottle, pay with the creditcard and wait probably five minutes until the bottle is sealed in a plastic bag.
Meanwhile it turns 8.43 pm. But for our feeling just 7.43 pm, because we changed the time zone during the flight. And in Germany it’s 6.43 pm. I don’t know for which time I should act. Am I sleepy? Somehow yes, but I think it’s too early to sleep and I’ll wait until it turns night.
Near our seats we find a plug socket that actually works. So we don’t have to be afraid of low batteries in the mobile phones.
At about 9 pm I say, that I want to look for german or english magazines at the kiosk. Right in this moment, the kiosk closes. At 9.12 pm I recognize, that it’s open again but until I get up to walk through, it is finally closed for today.
At about 10.15 pm we get ourselves a burger each, which we can pay by creditcard. What a luck! We don’t have any russian currency and in the whole airport we didn’t find am ATM.
After dinner we search for a place to sleep. We choose two face to face standing benches, someone pushed together. The single seats are divided through armrests, but if we lay diagonally it should work. First I circuitously turn from one side to the other, but sometime I must have fallen asleep.
I use my jacket as a pillow and put the sleeve over my eyes. All the lights keep turned on the whole night. As if they wanted to make a party.
At 4.00am we are awake again.
Monday, October 26th, 2015:

At 5.00am I am still sleepy, so that I try to sleep again. Works good until 7.00am. Then the dawn is breaking and the airport gets busy.
At about 8.00am it’s time for the first coffee, so I go and get us some breakfast.

Fortunately there are many people, vehicles and other things to talk about at an airport. In between you can wash your hair at the
nfnfbnfk and have some lunch.

After lunch we have a walk through the airport, looking for some english magazines. No way, they are all only available in russian.
But through the free Wi-Fi we can download some games.
Until we found some new seats in an other hall, it turned afternoon.

Only four and a half hours left until the flight goes off. Enough time to spend the last Euros on some things that could make the flight more comfortable. Some chocolate and that stuff.

The rest of the time we spent with drinking much water, so that we won’t dehydrate during the flight and talking to each other.

This 23 hours at the airport went through faster as we thought.


In the woods of Meteora there are some places, where it is easy to collect mushrooms.
A few fly agarics, and some mushrooms we don’t know.
But what we know are chanterelles, and that they taste very good, if prepared well. So we collected one bag of them.
Before we started searching for them, some other travellers told us about the chanterelles, and that you  can find them here. Otherwise we would not have picked them up.



Back at the campsite the mushrooms get cut, washed and mixed with rice and cheese.
A very tasty Risotto!