meeting people

a quick search over the net has revealed the sad reality that meeting english speakers in Ingolstadt is as exerting as squeezing the juice out of the coconut. social media messaging boards that run back several years evidence the plight of the foreigner in this city: 'bleek' even when married!!! but where two or more are gathered, fun can be had in abundance!! lets see if the net can offer salvation (no pun intended)

blood and gore

so today was a good day not only did i get to suture but highlight of the day; >>>>>> pulling someone's guts out through their ass!!! hahahaha felt like hannibal lector

"rumi"nation on a silent night

fear is the cheapest room in the house look at the world through the eyes of a child, strip all ideas of self from the body these are constructs of the past life lived new frontiers call for blank pages no expectations a daring to step forward... into the dark and beyond. a smile and a open heart are the only true weapons of living.

language and culture

challenges of language: "i will think about it"- in american English that means heck no -in German that means that it is likely to progress it is a good idea. -in Kenya it means yes i will think about hard if i remember to so not only do you have to learn the language, you also have to learn the dialect and the people come on brain work!! where do you draw the line between changing in line with your new environment and what to keep in the name of self identity?

WOYZECK

so tonight i went for a musical, please note it was in deutsch and my deutsch is only good enough to buy a drink and ask for directions..... the experience was amazing to say the least... art especially music is a language with no boundaries. whatever was lost in translation carried through in song and expression. Rumi: "Silence is the language of God, all else is poor translation" had they been silent all would have carried through in the multiple faces so artfully crafted, limbering lines given life in muscle and blood. misery is the river of life........ but we shall always have dreams

wisdom

Aber. the brain is slowly getting trained! the straight lines of the buildings and the lawns suddenly lay bear the music of this place............ formality is a hammer constantly pounding away at the head!! life is beautiful in all its forms!! that becomes more abundantly clear with each falling leaf. isolation is a question lingering at the back of the mind...... common language is such a vital component for interaction and acceptance and man has developed a lop-sided dependence to the spoken language despite its limited application. everyday bears new fruit: high-heeled girls cycling their bikes to their dates and silent bus-rides fraught of the pomp and circumstance commonly viewed at home. suddenly even nothing has great value... Travel it seems is vital for bearing: once closed eyes suddenly are opened and the beauty of life in its simplicity is exemplified. this is a good trip, round every corner there is a newness to be discovered. what is common in one quarter is such a novelty in another and the borders between our lives are as thin as the thickness of the paper on which this is written>>>>>>>>>>>>>> (nought) a smile is universal curency: carry plenty and open your heart to possibility

tossing and turning

couldn't sleep yesterday night!! 5 times i woke up in different degrees of agitation. i posit it might be the bed, a 6 foot 5 lumbering figure is ill suited to sleep on a standard built bed. more so if one is greatly accustomed to a kingly sized bed that allows gymnastic maneuvering without rumours of the edge.... time will reveal all. with all the cold energy conservation is vital, it becomes abundantly clear why less talk is the norm outside on the streets and the buzz feels the warm buildings: central heating - number one reason not to leave the house!!!! in true German fashion there is a hospital card that not only gets you free lunch but is a get out of jail card opening all bus doors with a curt nod and chronometricaly timed hello from the bus driver. were this to happen in kenya dare i say i doubt my great grand kids would see it. if all was taken from us it is clear that one thing we shall share and that is 'discontentment', at home its water, electricity and good political will that we are discontent about. here its the stress of life, endless working hours to earn enough to impress your kids classmates by dressing your kids fashionably, to enough to buy a fancy car and build a castle for a home...... material satisfaction, want or need its all the same........... unattainable the leaves keep falling yellow and now even gold.........

first impressions

so after a dramatic delayed flight and placation by sympathetic airport staff through being snuck into the business lounge on an economy class ticket, i arrived!!! and isn't it beautiful! sun was out and early autumn the trees are still green with afew slowly turning yellow. the novelty might have leant some charm but hey lets not play down the jaw dropping and wide eyed wonder camera wielding stance......... Europe is white and only hesitantly reveals darker complexions in menial job capacities and small egoes: solitary figures cleaning floors and catching buses isolated yet in the focus of attention. i was left to wonder how my reception would go???????????!

missed the bus out of the airport and had to wait for an hour, the paradox of sighting the sun but feeling the cold caress of the temperate climate came to fruit. frozen toes and sweaty forehead: humans are nothing like water! there is no diffusion of temp (sad reality) After spotting many audis and mercedes Ingolstadt rose up on the banks of the Danube (karma- 'the blue Danube' was the last song i played for a friend the night before i left. what are the odds)

my hosts the Brinck family were very gratious and have welcomed me warmly making me feel right at home, well........ almost home (there is no nyama choma)