allahu akbar (?)

wow, it’s been our first day of ramadan and it was really hard. I decided to join my bf, because it’s just not nice to eat and drink when he cannot. but did you know that it’s also forbidden to use perfume? well, so we will be hungry stinkers for one month ;) the hardest part is that I’m not allowed to touch my bf during daylight – no kisses, no hugs, nothing. well…

they say, it doesn’t make any sense to do ramadan without praying – it’s like a donkey who stands in the sun all day long. but do religious traditions make a sense at all? I say, if you believe in them, yes. I like rituals and traditions, although they are not mine. I like eating apples and honey at rosh hashana and believe in a good new year, although I’m not jewish (yet). and I have to lose some weight anyway, so why don’t do ramadan?

we’re in! let’s see for how long…

surfers unite!

I am in a (more or less) relationship with a moroccon surfer since last year, end of october. it’s amazing, awesome, fascinating and exciting but on the other hand – of course – also challenging, weird, exhausting and difficult sometimes.

we share the passion for surfing, for music, the sun, the ocean and for each other. I don’t know if this is enough, but I will definitely give it a try. every now and then I’m telling another friend or relative about my love. some of them react positive and are happy that I’m happy. but many of them are against our international “project”.

it was really a devastating experience for me to see some of my “oh so” academic and cosmopolitan friends behave like fucking nazis (sorry, I’m exaggerating here). they don’t think our love is true, they think he’s in me because of financial issues, they think we don’t have a future.

maybe they are right, but you know what!? I have to give it a try, because I’m not into a black man, not into a muslim, not into a poor fellow – I’m in love with a human being.

the girl is back in town

yes, I’m back home. no, I don’t like to be.

morocco was dirty, smelly, messy, scary and sometimes rainy. but in moments also sunny, funny, lovely, sexy, earthy and hearty. I miss you…

terima kasih

this is way too personal now, but I don’t want to agonize over it at the moment. exactly one year ago my grandpa died. I do not consider myself religious but I’m sometimes “talking” to him and asking him why he cannot take better care of me from where he is now.

but I guess he took enough care of me. he left some money for me on this earth and I started thinking about what to do with it. then the idea of my surf trip rose and this must be the path he paved for me.

thank you for making this possible! and I’m looking forward to experiencing what you arranged for me on my adventurous journey from wave to wave…