<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666</id><updated>2011-12-27T21:11:44.295+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape Town - Baden</title><subtitle type='html'>The aim of this Blog is to document our trip from Cape Town to Baden (Switzerland) in 2008.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-7958884467235652204</id><published>2008-07-22T14:00:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T09:42:09.411+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Back home</title><content type='html'>After 156 days, over 20'000km and more than 500 hours in trains, buses and cars we arrived in Baden. We are greatful that we had no injuries or diseases and nothing was stolen. Thanks to everybody who contributed to this trip - we had an excellent time!
&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/BadenSwitzerland"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SH7tZTBVrHE/AAAAAAAADyY/D3szjG-z5BE/s160-c/BadenSwitzerland.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/BadenSwitzerland" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Baden, Switzerlan&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-7958884467235652204?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/7958884467235652204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=7958884467235652204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/7958884467235652204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/7958884467235652204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-home.html' title='Back home'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SH7tZTBVrHE/AAAAAAAADyY/D3szjG-z5BE/s72-c/BadenSwitzerland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-2560383006056344814</id><published>2008-07-18T08:49:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:37:27.980+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Katrin's GPs in Warsaw</title><content type='html'>We finally arrived at the last station of our trip before going home to Switzerland, it felt so strange to know that we will be back so soon! With Katrins grandparents we spent two relaxing days in Warsaw by exploring the city's sightseeing points and the Polish cuisine. We mainly tried the pieroggi - kind of ravioli - with every possible stuffing, mmh! As for the sightseeing the city has some nice corners to offer, such as the old town, the Novy Swiat Street (lots of coffee places) and the Lasienki Park.
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Kiev itself has quite a lot to offer. A nice river, historical houses and nice places. It was pretty easy to imagine how the EURO 2012 (Poland-Ukraine) will be celebrated on these squares.
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Well, unfortunately not! To be correct, this is not about Russians in general but about people in public jobs (selling train tickets, working in shops etc). These are typically older ladies. It's amazing how unfriendly they can be. Before understanding what you ask for they typically respond with an arrogant "niet" (no) and turn away to check whether the make up is still ok (hoping you walk away). If you insist they have some other tricks like speaking even faster in Russian that you definitely don't understand them anymore or, the favorite trick of the train station employees, send you to another sales window. A typical large Russian train station has about 50 windows - you can imagine how much fun it is to send people to Nr 49 where they tell you that your ticket can only be sold at Nr 16 etc etc. After moving around you typically return to the first window...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-1907804784157718907?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/1907804784157718907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=1907804784157718907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/1907804784157718907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/1907804784157718907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-friendly.html' title='Why friendly'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-7544998169196362671</id><published>2008-07-16T15:37:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T08:33:51.837+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Transsiberian: Irkutsk to Moscow</title><content type='html'>In one and the same train for 6000km and inside one single country - an amazing experience! It's very relaxing and you have plenty of time to read, eat, sleep or enjoy the enormous forsts. During the stops you can stroll around the platforms and but snacks and drinks that you won't go hungry.
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We stayed with a local family in a nice little wooden house, a toilet in the backyard and an amazing "banya" (Sauna) - felt great. Our "host mum" cooked for us. Food is delicious, be it smoked Omul fish, pelmeni or blini - delicious.
Irkutsk is a nice city but there is not much to write home about (probably we're still impressed by the lake).
&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/IrkutskLakeBaikalRussiaSiberia"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SHBbj07VAEE/AAAAAAAADlk/kZjtcd9xU6E/s160-c/IrkutskLakeBaikalRussiaSiberia.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/IrkutskLakeBaikalRussiaSiberia" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Irkutsk &amp;amp; Lake Baikal, Russia (Siberia)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-930880707291884046?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/930880707291884046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=930880707291884046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/930880707291884046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/930880707291884046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/07/lake-baikal-irkutsk-siberia.html' title='Lake Baikal &amp; Irkutsk - Siberia'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SHBbj07VAEE/AAAAAAAADlk/kZjtcd9xU6E/s72-c/IrkutskLakeBaikalRussiaSiberia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-5425927102543182046</id><published>2008-07-06T07:54:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T08:00:53.810+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossing from Mongolia into Russia</title><content type='html'>The Kazakh - Chinese border was tough but relatively fast (as mentioned earlier), the Mongolian - Russian was very easy but incredibly slow. There were no boogeys to change this time (we did this at the Chinese - Mongolian border as they use different sizes) and they only had a brief look at our passports. Nevertheless they made it to take over 10 hours!!! 
We were entertained by Mongols who smuggle T-Shirts and faked Croc shoes. Amazing how they spread these goods all over the train and even tape them onto their legs below the clothes (sounds great when they walk as they let the plastic cover of the shirts on). As soon as the border checks are over they leave the train (in the middle of nowhere).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-5425927102543182046?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/5425927102543182046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=5425927102543182046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/5425927102543182046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/5425927102543182046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/07/crossing-from-mongolia-into-russia.html' title='Crossing from Mongolia into Russia'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-4860394446029035753</id><published>2008-07-03T05:41:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T07:48:52.618+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mongolia</title><content type='html'>A huge country, a lot of space, many horses and only mutton to eat - a brief summary of Mongolia. You can roll for hours by train and see nothing but a few horses, some camels and once in a while a yurt. 
On the other hand you have the frequent trains from Russian and China bringing in quite some tourists and all kind of goods (including the latest cloth trends - well at least what they think is a trend...). A special mix.
If you intend traveling overland you will realize the remote part of the country. Hardly any roads and large distances make trips lasting several days... .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-4860394446029035753?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/4860394446029035753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=4860394446029035753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/4860394446029035753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/4860394446029035753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/07/mongolia.html' title='Mongolia'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-9066131750855241520</id><published>2008-07-02T09:54:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T07:29:41.423+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijing - Ulaan Baator &amp; Ulaan Baator</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful first train leg from Beijing to Ulaan Baator in Mongolia (30 hours). We were together with a very nice Swedish couple in our compartment and had a great time. Watching a Swedish movie, eating Chinese noodles and playing Swiss Jass.
The arrival in Ulaan Baator was a bit special. After yesterday's national election in Mongolia the situation was very tense and 4 people were killed in the protests this night. The president announced "State of emergency" at midnight meaning markets are closed, all public transport is discontinued and there is a curfew from 22.00 to 08.00. Until now we mainly got this information but haven't really felt it in the streets.
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On the first of July we leave Beijing towards Ulan Baator, Mongolia where we do the first stop over. From there we then head to Irkutsk at the Baikal lake to spend two nights in siberia at this amazing lake. In another four days we "cruise" from Irkutsk to Moscow arriving on 10. July.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-8730913259734196711?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/8730913259734196711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=8730913259734196711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/8730913259734196711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/8730913259734196711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/06/transsiberian-railway.html' title='Transsiberian Railway'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-6779171089237484573</id><published>2008-06-30T11:39:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T06:49:32.339+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijing</title><content type='html'>WOW - probably the best summary of our time in Beijing. We spent 5 marathon days in and around Beijing and were absolutely amazed. The historical sites, the new parts, the people, the food and last but not least the pre Olypmic atmosphere. We had a great time!
&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/BeijingChina"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SGxTTQoosFE/AAAAAAAADgU/jV_QnA0BNv4/s160-c/BeijingChina.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/BeijingChina" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Beijing, China&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-6779171089237484573?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/6779171089237484573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=6779171089237484573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/6779171089237484573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/6779171089237484573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/06/beijing.html' title='Beijing'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SGxTTQoosFE/AAAAAAAADgU/jV_QnA0BNv4/s72-c/BeijingChina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-1981319038410428176</id><published>2008-06-24T12:51:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T06:16:34.601+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Xi'an</title><content type='html'>Another night in a train (the Chinese train system is excellent) brings us to Xi'an. It feels like you have crossed a border over night. As you leave the train station, touts approach you in English offering maps and accomodation and one of the first views of the city is a Mc Donalds restaurant. Guess we haven't seen such a touristy place for a long time. There are nice sights in and around Xi'an but for our taste it was way too much tourist focus (in large cities like Beijing are much more tourists but you can walk around in peace whereras in Xi'an it seems like you're contiuously surrounded by somebody who want to sell a TShirt, Warrior or something else - too bad).
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So far we haven't met a single tourist in China but as we walk through Lanzhou we meet Daniel again. The Polish guy who we met in Iran and traveled through Turkmenistan together - the world is small!
&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/LanzhouChina"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SGDLkWcpVxE/AAAAAAAADa0/el6WLMMeYvU/s160-c/LanzhouChina.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/LanzhouChina"&gt;Lanzhou, China&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-6627792309710897981?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/6627792309710897981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=6627792309710897981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/6627792309710897981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/6627792309710897981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/06/lanzhou.html' title='Lanzhou'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SGDLkWcpVxE/AAAAAAAADa0/el6WLMMeYvU/s72-c/LanzhouChina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-7113730708822235861</id><published>2008-06-24T12:30:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T12:45:27.955+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Urumqi</title><content type='html'>Crossing from Kazakhstan into China you pass wonderful countryside but pretty much no people. Some yurts where a few people live, some camels grazing in front of the snow mountains in the back. So what to expect from the first city in China, Urumqi? Yes, some more yurts and some more people. Wrong, big time! Urumqi is a massive city (over 3 Million people) with high risers, modern shopping malls etc - big surprise.
Besides this it's a very different China to the coastal areas. Being over 2000km from Beijing other influences are very strong. The Uighur minority who lifes in this area is much closer to Kazakhstan in terms of food (Laghman etc) and language. Interestingly their language is written using Arabic letters making a great mix. Last but not least you're most successful with Russian than English - a different China.
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So there we are at this border. Soon three border guards are around us asking all kind of questions out of curiosity. It seems like and easy game but then it changes. They seperate us, Katrin into one room, me into another room. 5 guys watch me unpacking my backpack to the last pair of dirty socks. They look at the pictures on the camera, want to look at the phone numbers on my mobile and even search my backup CDs of the pictures... . Eventually they've seen everything and we are allowed to pass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-9218639354259287506?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/9218639354259287506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=9218639354259287506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/9218639354259287506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/9218639354259287506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/06/searched-to-bones.html' title='Searched to the bones'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-1038121645329069176</id><published>2008-06-24T11:31:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T12:07:13.138+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeper bus Almaty - Urumqi</title><content type='html'>From Almaty there are 5 buses a week to Urumqi in western China. It's a comfortable sleeper bus which makes the 22 hour trip very convenient. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SGDCXbcpZsI/AAAAAAAADY0/tgZb7rj--ZY/s1600-h/P1080703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215382076255725250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SGDCXbcpZsI/AAAAAAAADY0/tgZb7rj--ZY/s200/P1080703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SGDDjjj3ZOI/AAAAAAAADZE/6FIq71YhMyQ/s1600-h/P1080682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215383384103544034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SGDDjjj3ZOI/AAAAAAAADZE/6FIq71YhMyQ/s200/P1080682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SGDCXbcpZsI/AAAAAAAADY0/tgZb7rj--ZY/s1600-h/P1080703.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-1038121645329069176?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/1038121645329069176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=1038121645329069176' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/1038121645329069176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/1038121645329069176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/06/sleeper-bus-almaty-urumqi.html' title='Sleeper bus Almaty - Urumqi'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SGDCXbcpZsI/AAAAAAAADY0/tgZb7rj--ZY/s72-c/P1080703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-1001899936462909265</id><published>2008-06-19T14:34:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T14:53:16.635+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Almaty</title><content type='html'>When you enter Kazakhstan from Kyrgystan it doesn't seem to be much different at first - until you reach Almaty. Almaty is very European in terms of buildings, roads, cars (actually nicer cars than in Europe...), cafes but also prices. A Cappuchino in a "hip" Coffee sets you back 5 USD. The people are really dressed up here, we kind of felt underdressed wherever we went...
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In June it was cold (we were wearing fleeces) but to locals and Kazakhs this is no problem. They were swimming, playing beach volley as would it be hot...
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Besides this there is not that much to report of Bishkek. We saw the Spain-Sweden game with "half the Spanish Embassy" (that's the way it felt like) and met this Spanish soldier on the way home from his assignment in Afghansitan (Bishkek has a large US airbase - which is actually within the regular civil airpot - and is a major base for Afghanistan supplies. You can see many tank transporter planes there). After telling us his story he asked what we would do here. He almost colapsed when we said holidays. He repeated about 3 times, you - here - holidays, vacaciones???
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Osh isn't really a big city but after the Pamir it feels like heaven. A warm shower, a real bed, your own room, shops and restaurants and even media to update you (although the news were rather bad - Switzerland was already out of the EURO).
There is delicious bread and dumplings, omnipresent "mineral water" boxes where you can get a drink on the street and a lot of the traditional hats.
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Murgab is a "wild east" city, which is even in June pretty fresh (over 3000m). Water is pumped manually and digicams are not very common (we met these 3 kids who wanted a picture of them that they can look at them selves - withing seconds over 20 kids were around us asking for a picture). The people are very innovative. At our homestay they used an old car gas tank over a fire to heat water which was the "bathroom" (in Europe this would be called Hammam these days and cost a lot).
Interesting to see was that the Swiss goverment supports several projects in the area and that most maps are made by a Swiss guy or the University of Bern.
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The Pamir highway (a road through this area) was built by the Sowjet Army in the 30's to supply their troops in this strategically important but geographically very remote area in the border region of Tajikistan, Kirgistan, China and Afghanistan.
We went from Khorog along the Afghan border to Langar, then to Murgab, Karakol and then Osh traveling by 4WD and staying with local families - a wonderful experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-7439462505420136244?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/7439462505420136244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=7439462505420136244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/7439462505420136244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/7439462505420136244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/06/pamir-highway.html' title='Pamir Highway'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-1609359994721956816</id><published>2008-06-16T11:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T07:10:58.498+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying from Dushanbe to Khorog</title><content type='html'>Again it's either 22 hours car or one hour flight. This time the flight is kind of famous. On one hand for the fact that it was the only flight on which Aeroflot paid danger money to the pilots as it passes between 7000m mountains. On the other hand for the fact that there is only one flight a day with just 15 seats and typically about 100 people trying to get a seat... . Obviously there is no system to book these seats, the only way to get one is go to the airport the day before the flight, wait, wait, wait and then fight. It was quite a mission (about 5hours) but eventually we got a ticket.
The flight is absolutly amazing. You really fly between these 6000 and 7000m mountains covered with snow and glaciers. Sometimes it feels like you can almost touch the snow...
&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/FlightDushanbeToKhorogTajikistan"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SFXvNyTG6yE/AAAAAAAADHA/446SQCLWYC4/s160-c/FlightDushanbeToKhorogTajikistan.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/FlightDushanbeToKhorogTajikistan" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Flight Dushanbe to Khorog (Tajikista&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;n)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-1609359994721956816?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/1609359994721956816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=1609359994721956816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/1609359994721956816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/1609359994721956816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/06/flying-from-dushanbe-to-khorog.html' title='Flying from Dushanbe to Khorog'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SFXvNyTG6yE/AAAAAAAADHA/446SQCLWYC4/s72-c/FlightDushanbeToKhorogTajikistan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-2324301270036438010</id><published>2008-06-16T06:19:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T06:40:26.893+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dushanbe</title><content type='html'>Mmmh, how can you describe Dushanbe? On one hand it is a real capital with a "Barcelona like la rambla" and street coffees selling snacks and beers. On the other hand it still has the odd Sowjet reminders such as some "not very nice buildings" and the old men with the bear... 
Dushanbe was also the place where we saw the EURO 08 opening game, Switzerland - Czech Republic. Well, the result is nothing to write home about but the atmosphere was interesting. We were in this bar with a guy from Yvory Coast (the head of the European Commission in Dushanbe) and a couple locals.
&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/DushanbeTajikistan"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SFXpYtCELdE/AAAAAAAADGA/vH97ReWaL2I/s160-c/DushanbeTajikistan.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/DushanbeTajikistan" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Dushanbe, Tajikistan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-2324301270036438010?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/2324301270036438010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=2324301270036438010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/2324301270036438010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/2324301270036438010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/06/dushanbe.html' title='Dushanbe'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SFXpYtCELdE/AAAAAAAADGA/vH97ReWaL2I/s72-c/DushanbeTajikistan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-8674257692576971646</id><published>2008-06-10T15:33:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T07:42:51.126+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Flight Kohjand - Dushanbe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SFUbKtbmMwI/AAAAAAAADC8/1NoR8SHCAPc/s1600-h/P1070799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212102014559204098" style="WIDTH: 186px; HEIGHT: 140px" height="143" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SFUbKtbmMwI/AAAAAAAADC8/1NoR8SHCAPc/s200/P1070799.JPG" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212102024678578434" style="WIDTH: 187px; HEIGHT: 140px" height="142" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SFUbLTIPmQI/AAAAAAAADDE/ca-sjRr2KCc/s200/P1070801.JPG" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tajikistan is a very mountainous country with bad roads making most ground transports neverending long. Flights on the other hand are operated by old Antonov planes. What to go for?&lt;br /&gt;Well, we tried our luck with an Antonov 24, which didn't exactly look brand new. There were no seat numbers and at the plane the crew said woman and children first... . Once they had their seat the men were alowed to fill up. Inside the plane looked even older. The seats weren't really fixed and incredibly close together. There was no fentilation making it incredibly hot. Nevertheless we made it safely to Dushanbe and celebrated with a cold Baltika beer.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212102036502304194" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SFUbL_LPVcI/AAAAAAAADDM/y2yhAx1vKOw/s200/P1070852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-8674257692576971646?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/8674257692576971646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=8674257692576971646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/8674257692576971646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/8674257692576971646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/06/flight-kohjand-dushanbe.html' title='Flight Kohjand - Dushanbe'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SFUbKtbmMwI/AAAAAAAADC8/1NoR8SHCAPc/s72-c/P1070799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-149087213632302842</id><published>2008-06-09T10:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:30:49.905+02:00</updated><title type='text'>World champions in red tape</title><content type='html'>The (hopefully) last visa related post... . Tajikistan is definitely world champion in charging red tape, absolutely amazing how they handle this...
First you need a letter of invitation in order to apply for the visa (35 USD), then you  can apply for the visa (if you don't want to wait forever this is 80 USD), after entering the country you have to register withing 72 hours with OVIR (22 USD and a process with going to the bank and then to their office etc). To enter GBAO (a district of the country - where the Pamir area is) you need a special permit (another 80 USD). In this GBAO you have to register again with both OVIR and KGB... . Last but not least there are many checkpoints along the street.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-149087213632302842?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/149087213632302842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=149087213632302842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/149087213632302842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/149087213632302842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/06/world-champions-in-red-tape.html' title='World champions in red tape'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-6465475042132498146</id><published>2008-06-08T13:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:25:59.600+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast wheel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SFUPQFbR__I/AAAAAAAADAM/XXgMc6sRgyc/s1600-h/P1070771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SFUPQFbR__I/AAAAAAAADAM/XXgMc6sRgyc/s200/P1070771.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212088912760143858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SFUPQhTCBpI/AAAAAAAADAU/XvzWd1-KSoU/s200/P1070773.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212088920241735314" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Uzbekistan and Tajikistan aren't best friends for various reasons (eg border disputes). Therefore there is no public transport between the countries (no flights, no bus, no train) leaving no other option than taking a shared taxi to the border, walk over and take a new taxi. That's nothing special as such but our taxi in Uzbekistan was "excellent". Once we were full (4 passengers) in Tashkent we took off and everything went well for the first hour. Then there was this strange noise and we stopped. The driver opened the front of the car and had a look at everything. Shortly afterwards we drove again. Then there was this smell from the back right side. Everybody was kind of guessing what this could be when the car fell to the right and our own back wheel flew past the car... Even the locals had a good laugh before we changed to another car leaving the poor guy with his tire in the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-6465475042132498146?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/6465475042132498146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=6465475042132498146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/6465475042132498146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/6465475042132498146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/06/fast-wheel.html' title='Fast wheel...'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SFUPQFbR__I/AAAAAAAADAM/XXgMc6sRgyc/s72-c/P1070771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-2084772029626009304</id><published>2008-06-07T21:21:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T06:18:52.305+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tashkent</title><content type='html'>The Uzbek capital is a center for entire Central Asia and as such a very developed city in every aspect. From an excellent metro system to ATMs (even dispensing USD) to an excellent opera and wonderful markets. We took advantage of these possibilities and organized two further visas here while enjoying the city life. A highlight was definitely the opera visit - we splurged and went for the top seats in the 3rd row (for 4 USD...) and saw a great show.
&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/TashkentUzbekistan"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SFXi-_nWONE/AAAAAAAADEw/gTQvobktknM/s160-c/TashkentUzbekistan.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/TashkentUzbekistan" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Tashkent, Uzbekistan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-2084772029626009304?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/2084772029626009304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=2084772029626009304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/2084772029626009304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/2084772029626009304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/06/tashkent.html' title='Tashkent'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SFXi-_nWONE/AAAAAAAADEw/gTQvobktknM/s72-c/TashkentUzbekistan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-1966760642930214979</id><published>2008-06-07T15:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:28:20.980+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Samarkand</title><content type='html'>As Bukhara, Samarkand was a major trading city along the silk road and is an impressive sight today. Combined with the delicious food and the hospitality simply a wonderful place.
(We mentioned some foto stories from Iran. Here we were even asked by a wedding couple to take a picture with them. Well, they dressed up very nice and we in our ... clothes - at least they were happy)
&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/SamarkandUzbekistan"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SFUTZfsg-KE/AAAAAAAADCo/5cd5xGdo9-8/s160-c/SamarkandUzbekistan.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/SamarkandUzbekistan" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Samarkand, Uzbekistan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-1966760642930214979?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/1966760642930214979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=1966760642930214979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/1966760642930214979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/1966760642930214979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/06/samarkand.html' title='Samarkand'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SFUTZfsg-KE/AAAAAAAADCo/5cd5xGdo9-8/s72-c/SamarkandUzbekistan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-265533365891726716</id><published>2008-06-07T13:24:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T14:58:30.354+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bukhara</title><content type='html'>Bukhara in southern Uzbekistan used to be an imporant city on the silk route and the impressive buildings from these days remain today. A wonderful place to enjoy ancient culture, have a good meal around the wonderful water pods and stay at one of the beautiful houses.
&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/BukharaUzbekistan"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SEpt5USqEnE/AAAAAAAADBM/ex56MLuz2pU/s160-c/BukharaUzbekistan.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/BukharaUzbekistan" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Bukhara, Uzbekistan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-265533365891726716?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/265533365891726716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=265533365891726716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/265533365891726716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/265533365891726716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/06/bukhara.html' title='Bukhara'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SEpt5USqEnE/AAAAAAAADBM/ex56MLuz2pU/s72-c/BukharaUzbekistan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-52776214827007184</id><published>2008-06-06T14:37:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T14:43:23.040+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Merv</title><content type='html'>Merv is a desert city in the middle of Turkmenistan. We waited till 18.00 to go out and visit the famous sites but it was still incredibly hot! Besides the ancient ruines there are many camels on and next to the roads. After the "hard work" in the heat we enjoyed "kebab" and local beer.
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Part of the experience was getting in. We were told we have to wait one hour as a VIP group would come. Indeed some minutes later a series of brand new, black Mercedes limousines arrived in a convoi with Police in front and back (could have been a movie). The eldery men with "largerly" bellies entered the bath and waiters followed with cold beer. While they were in, the bath was closed and we were told that these are "friends of the president". Later they came out only wearing a towel, jumped into the waiting cars and drove away. No wonder everybody wants to be a Politican...
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Once you leave downtown you come to "normal" Turkmenistan where everything looks quite different. One thing every location has in common is that it's incredibly hot - it's a desert!
We had a great time with Daniel &amp;amp; Greg, two Polish guys we met while applying for the Turkment visa (that's the good thing about waiting for visas...).
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In Dubai it was simply niet if you don't have your own car. In Teheran we had to provide copies of our passport and the next visa and they said they would send it to Ashgabat (Turkmen capital) and they will check your data and decide whether you get a visa or not. We should come back in 5 working days. Obviously the working hours don't match - Iran has weekend on Thursday &amp;amp; Friday while Turkmenistan has weekend on Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday making 5 working days a bit longer... . Luckily Ashgabat approved our request but then the embassy let us run back and forth (call there and come back, now call there and come back, get a colour picture...) till we finally got the visa. The funniest thing was that the guy at the embassy pretended to speak only Turkmen or Russian which made us use Russian speakers, hand, feet, sign language etc. At the very end when he handed over the visa he spoke perfect English and had a big smile on his face...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-4233373113907589117?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/4233373113907589117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=4233373113907589117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/4233373113907589117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/4233373113907589117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/05/visa-for-turkmenistan.html' title='Visa for Turkmenistan...'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-8349331601130408945</id><published>2008-05-29T12:28:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T12:44:22.566+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Night train from Teheran to Mashad</title><content type='html'>What a ride! We took the train from Teheran to Mashad and it was the best night train we've ever been on. Compartments with 4 beds, 2 TVs, superbe service including hot dinner, tea and breakfast etc. Very comfortable.
Btw It was the first time for us to experience that a train stops for evening prayer. Amazing to see how everybody leaves the train to enter the small mosque at the train station.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-8349331601130408945?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/8349331601130408945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=8349331601130408945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/8349331601130408945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/8349331601130408945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/05/night-train-from-teheran-to-mashad.html' title='Night train from Teheran to Mashad'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-1739085363515259330</id><published>2008-05-29T12:24:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T14:14:12.611+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The scarf and me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SFeqeYMhaTI/AAAAAAAADJs/iKI85jrvckA/s1600-h/P1070010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212822532572408114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SFeqeYMhaTI/AAAAAAAADJs/iKI85jrvckA/s200/P1070010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No, I have neither converted to Islam nor do I have constantly bad hair days in Iran... Wearing the scarf is mandatory by law in Iran, foreigners not exempted. It's quite a strange feeling to wear something on the head all the time and not to have the possibility to put it off. It took me quite a while to get used to it and I still fight everytime there is a wind gust or when the sun is beating down. But then, not to wear it is simply no option here, and we already get a lot of attention by being foreigners, so imagine the situation "Katrin without scarf" (I guess I could just as well walk around nacked).. In the end the question is, Do I want to visit Iran or not? and if yes, I have to respect this rule. But I have to admit: I'm looking forward to put that *** thing off (and to get back my freedom of choice) as soon as we cross the border again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-1739085363515259330?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/1739085363515259330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=1739085363515259330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/1739085363515259330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/1739085363515259330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/05/scarf-and-me.html' title='The scarf and me...'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SFeqeYMhaTI/AAAAAAAADJs/iKI85jrvckA/s72-c/P1070010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-6676120481566413111</id><published>2008-05-22T08:00:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T08:00:03.362+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Want to be famous?</title><content type='html'>If you would like to experience how Roger Federer must feel like when he walks through Basel then go to Iran...
It must be kind of a trophy for Iranians to get a picture with a foreigner. It is therefore very often that somebody approaches you "asking" to take a picture with him. We must be in dozens of Iranian family albums by now...
It's typically pretty funny as their English and our Farsi is about at the same level making conversations very short. Conversations are like this "Salaama (hi in Farsi) Flash?" - "???" - "You, I flash (using body language and showing his camera)?" - (ah, Foto) "No problem" - Click, big smile and waving good bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-6676120481566413111?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/6676120481566413111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=6676120481566413111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/6676120481566413111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/6676120481566413111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/05/want-to-be-famous.html' title='Want to be famous?'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-3011745512096967464</id><published>2008-05-21T17:41:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T18:18:38.552+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Is the cold war over?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Getting a visa for former Sowjet countries can be a pain in Switzerland as we had to experience on earlier trips. Getting one outside your home country is even much worse as we (unfortunately) can tell now... . It's a story over 3 episodes...
1st attempt - Russian embassy in Dar es Salam, Tanzania. The consul was surprised to see Swiss people in Tanzania applying for a Russian visa. He informed us that "You know, Russia is very far away, you really want to go there?". All small talk didn't help, he wanted an additional paper with a russian reference number. FAILURE
2nd attempt - Russian embassy in Dubai, UAE. Pretty short process. no visa if you're not resident in Dubai. Mmmh, poor travelers... - FAILURE
3rd attempt - Russian embassy in Teheran, Iran. This "rendez vous" actually lasted 3 days... .
- Day 1: The guard welcomes us with "niet, tomorrow". It takes a while to just get in and explain what we need. After discussing with two different guys the consul comes in person and talks to us in French. He says that 1. he can't issue a visa if we are not resident, 2. our invitation letter is copied - he wants the original and 3. it taks min 10 days to get the visa. Pretty frustrating. We try to organize the original invitation by DHL from Moscow but this takes too long.
- Day 2: We return and explain that the letter is coming. They discuss back and forth and say that they can't do anything unless the travel agent in Moscow calls the consul on his personal mobile. We leave the embassy and ask Moscow to call "Mr Dunaev". The response is quick and negative - if the embassy wants to talk to us they should call... (grrrh)
- Day 3: We go there before they open and wait in front of the gate. This gives us plenty of time to discuss (which is needed). After long discussions the consul decides to issue the visa (now all of a sudden without calling Moscow...) but only 3 days later. As we lost plenty of time before, this doesn't work out as we have to leave earlier... . No chance to discuss this, even after more than 30 minutes it's 3 days or nothing. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;During the 3 days at the embassy we made friends with an Irani who works for a local travel agent and is at the embassy every day to get visas for his customers. We had some small talk with him every day and gave him a look at our Russia Lonely Planet which turned out to be valueable as he "saved us". He said accept the delivery time the consul offers. That's what we did. So consul himself tells you that it's impossible to get a visa faster than in 3 days. Our 'friend' then walks to one of the windows and says 'Olga..... (Russian discussion which I didn't understand) and 30 minutes later we had our visas...
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-3011745512096967464?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/3011745512096967464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=3011745512096967464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/3011745512096967464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/3011745512096967464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-cold-war-over.html' title='Is the cold war over?'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-8202667833828762899</id><published>2008-05-21T17:30:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T17:40:01.514+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Teheran</title><content type='html'>Teheran is an amazing city. First of all the size - 15 Million people and a huge area make it impressive! Then the wide range from noisy basar to efficient metro, from rich jewel museum to smoky Paykan cars, from cheap kababi places to up-market starbucks like coffee place, from hot downtown to fresh air at the mountain at the northern end of town (3900m) incl ski lift! Simply amazing.
&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/TeheranIran"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SDQ33fJucAE/AAAAAAAAC2o/J6ffskKDeno/s160-c/TeheranIran.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/TeheranIran" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Teheran, Iran&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-8202667833828762899?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/8202667833828762899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=8202667833828762899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/8202667833828762899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/8202667833828762899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/05/teheran.html' title='Teheran'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SDQ33fJucAE/AAAAAAAAC2o/J6ffskKDeno/s72-c/TeheranIran.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-4629086655935717502</id><published>2008-05-21T16:24:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T16:51:46.722+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Esfahan</title><content type='html'>Esfahan is a wonderful city. Impressive sights, a nice market and a very relaxing river area. The Iranian people like to spend their spare time in the public parks. Consequently these parks are very busy with families having pic-nic, girls playing badminton, boys playing volleyball or anybody smoking water pipe and having tea.
&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/EsfahanIran"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SDQwoPJub2E/AAAAAAAAC0c/ftkhv15KeUA/s160-c/EsfahanIran.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/EsfahanIran"&gt;Esfahan, Iran&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-4629086655935717502?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/4629086655935717502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=4629086655935717502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/4629086655935717502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/4629086655935717502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/05/esfahan.html' title='Esfahan'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SDQwoPJub2E/AAAAAAAAC0c/ftkhv15KeUA/s72-c/EsfahanIran.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-2698728031688384685</id><published>2008-05-16T16:19:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T16:23:39.067+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Special things in Iran</title><content type='html'>Some things are special in Iran. Enclosed a few examples.
- Toilet signs
A scarf is compulsory for all women in Iran. Consequently the toilet sign also shows a women with a scarf.
- Hotel registration
The registration forms are two sided. The front page is a regular registration form with name, passport nr etc. This page is only used for the man. On the back page is a table with name and job with 4 lines to register the wifes...
- City buses
City buses are seperated in the middle with a metal screen. In front are men only while the back is reserved for women.
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Iranian Poet Hafez. Besides, its nice alleys and parks make it a perfect place to enjoy iranian fruit juices and ice cream at a shadowed place.
Some 50 km outside of Shiraz are the ruins of the ancient city of Persepolis. The remainings are impressive and we spent a whole morning wandering around what once used to be the capital of a huge imperium.
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Besides the mud city the market is an impressive place today. After the earthquake all shops were gone. Instead of reconstructing them ship containers were put creating a container town. 
In Bam are also a lot of refugees from Afghanistan and Pakistan.
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After arriving in Kerman he insisted on showing us around. He organised a friend iwth a car and the two of them together showed us around Kerman and nearby sights for 4 hours and invited us for ice cream etc. We had a great time although communication was very basic.
This happened already several times that locals invite you, offer you food etc. The hospitality is incredible!
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- Buying a ticket
The only airline serving this link is Iran Aseman 3 times a week. Unfortunately most travel agents don't book these tickets. It took several calls just to figure out where to get it. After finally finding a place, we got the ticket, which was special as well. Hand written... .
- Airport
Armed with the ticket Feras brought us to the airport only to learn that Iran Aseman flies from a seperate terminal (which wasn't even familiar to the locals!). It's actually the cargo terminal which is also used by "less known" airlines (I didn't know a single airline flying from there). It's one room, no finger docks nothing. You wait for the bus to pass the cargo planes to enter your plane. While waiting you had the opportunity to brush up your geography knowledge as many locations weren't exactly familiar. Besides Baghdad and Kabul which were familiar I was struggling with Ahway, Vnukovo...
- Flight
The plane was ok, not much older than Katrin and me together. On board the crew (obviously with covered hair) served a good snack.
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We had a great time in Dubai thanks to our wonderfuls hosts Feras &amp; Maha - thanks a lot!
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Excellent service, delicious food, nice route over Zanzibar, Djibouti, Yemen and Riad (Saudi) by night. &lt;div&gt;It was the first time I was on a plane with TV screens showing the changing direction of Mecca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-6599904438233507216?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/6599904438233507216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=6599904438233507216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/6599904438233507216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/6599904438233507216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/05/flying-qatar-airways-from-dar-es-saalam.html' title='Flying Qatar Airways from Dar es Saalam to Doha'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SB2Enn4hfFI/AAAAAAAACWA/MVwj6hhqaTI/s72-c/P1060093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-2347869029930216311</id><published>2008-05-04T10:45:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T12:17:53.326+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Zanzibar (Tanzania)</title><content type='html'>It's only 2.5 h by boat from Dar es Saalam to Zanzibar but the change is immense. From high risers to narrow roads, from Christianity to Islam, from busy streets to wonderful beaches and and and. Zanzibar is amazing for many reasons. Be it the beaches, the house where Freddy Mercury was born, the delicious seafood or the spice plantations where you can see how the spice plants look like (very different to one would expect).
The only downside of the island are the "papsi" (touts) which are very annoying.
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Thanks to the rain season we were only 3 small expeditions together on the mountain. Two guys from South Korea with their crew, four from Papa New Guinea (PNG) with their team and the two of us with our team. We had a great time with the PNG guys.
Our crew (8 incl us) consisted of a guide, an assistant guide/porter, a cook/porter, a server/porter and two regular porters. They were great!

Our program was the following
Day 1 (Tuesday 22.4.) Ascend to 2700m
Day 2 Ascend to 3700m
Day 3 Acclimatisation day at 3700m, short walk but mainly eating, drinking (over 4 liters/person to compensate the dry and thin air) &amp;amp; relaxing (and playing poker with the PNG team) &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Day 4 Ascend to 4700m, early dinner at 17.00 and bed time at 18.00 till 23.00 &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Day 5 We get up at 23.00 (still day 4) - so Friday night but we don't dress up to go to a bar but pack our stuff to leave for the summit.
At 00:09 we (2 guides and the two of us) depart from 4700m, at 04.00 we reach Gilman's point (5681m) at the crater rim, from there we follow the crater through heavy wind till we reach the Uhuru peak (5895m) at 05.30. The weather is pretty bad, it's freezing cold and the hard wind carries a lot of snow. After 2 minutes on the summit we start the decend. While walking back the sun rises. At 08.00 we're back at 4700m and relax before heading down to 3700m for the night. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Day 6 Descend to Moshi, hot shower (ahh) and Pizza for dinner!

(We have traveled for more than 2 months through Africa and India and didn't have diarrhoea/stomache problems once, which was great. Unfortunately it hit in a very bad moment - Jonas got a bad drink at day 3 of the Kili trek which left his stomach busy till we were back down. He can "sing a song" about climbing Kili with stomache problems...)
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-8287608332664401257?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/8287608332664401257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=8287608332664401257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/8287608332664401257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/8287608332664401257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/mt-kilimanjaro-5895m.html' title='Mt Kilimanjaro (5895m)'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SBSZeX4helE/AAAAAAAACRQ/YXv901e2MM4/s72-c/Kilimanjaro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-4283386939739387068</id><published>2008-04-21T15:22:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T15:31:45.099+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Serengeti, Ngorongoro &amp; Lake Manyara</title><content type='html'>Serengeti, Ngorongoro as well as Lake Manyara are wonderful national parks. Traveling through them is wonderful as the animal density and diversity is high. We enjoyed it very much.
&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/SerengetiNgorongoro"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SAyJbOJ46aE/AAAAAAAACNg/CrV38Zi-wrY/s160-c/SerengetiNgorongoro.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/SerengetiNgorongoro" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Serengeti &amp;amp; Ngorongoro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-4283386939739387068?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/4283386939739387068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=4283386939739387068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/4283386939739387068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/4283386939739387068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/serengeti-ngorongoro-lake-manyara.html' title='Serengeti, Ngorongoro &amp; Lake Manyara'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SAyJbOJ46aE/AAAAAAAACNg/CrV38Zi-wrY/s72-c/SerengetiNgorongoro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-5122094701821392889</id><published>2008-04-21T15:15:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T15:22:03.044+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanzania</title><content type='html'>Arriving in Tanzania from Europe might be different but arriving from another African country feels a bit like traveling to Mallorca. Everything is set up for tourists, the touts already wait at the airport and in Arusha you can't walk 5 meters without having somebody who wants to sell a Safari, a souvenir or something else.
This is quite a contrast to eg Rwanda where there are hardly any tourists and it happened several times that we had a group of people around us just watching us (that's the way animals must feel like in the zoo, except that we had no sign "Please don't feed them").
Once you get over this it's a beautiful country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-5122094701821392889?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/5122094701821392889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=5122094701821392889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/5122094701821392889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/5122094701821392889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/tanzania.html' title='Tanzania'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-5734779204464015491</id><published>2008-04-21T14:24:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T15:54:29.176+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kigali (Rwanda)</title><content type='html'>Kigali is a small city on a hill and you wouldn't think anything bad could happen here. But history as well as two famous sites - the Genocide Memorial and the Hotel Mille Collines (remember the movie Hotel Rwanda) - remind you of what happened here in 94. Both are very moving sites.
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Giseny is also a border city to DR Congo. 5km across is the Congo counterpart of Goma which unfortunately made it to the news these days due to the plane crash (this happened a couple hours after we had left Giseny).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-6561863993006871615?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/6561863993006871615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=6561863993006871615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/6561863993006871615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/6561863993006871615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/giseny-goma.html' title='Giseny &amp; Goma'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-3013064140697747405</id><published>2008-04-15T19:06:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T15:12:32.710+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountain Gorillas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SATkMqtOHaI/AAAAAAAACJI/X6xiSyrc_ec/s1600-h/P1040646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SATkMqtOHaI/AAAAAAAACJI/X6xiSyrc_ec/s400/P1040646.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189523576911175074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiting the Mountain Gorillas is not easy (there are only 8 permits a day to protect them and these are typically taken by large international travel agencies - getting one as individual traveler was pretty difficult) and very expensive (500 USD per person). Nevertheless, it's worth the pain as it's a wonderful experience.&lt;br /&gt;Once you have the permit you take a bus from Kigali to Ruhengeri (2.5h). There you change to another minibus to Kinigi where you jump onto the back of a motor bike which brings you to the camp at 2300m in a wonderul setting in the Rwanda - Congo border area with several volcanoes around. The highest is over 4000m and snow covered.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning you meet your guide at 7 and drive a good hour on a bumpy road with a solid 4WD. There the Gorilla trackers as well as an army patrol waits. With an Army guy in front and the back you start to hike. After about an hour you reach the boundary of the jungle and it gets really interesting. It takes you another hour of climbing over bamboo and other plants till you reach the Gorillas close to 3000m. There you are in the middle of the jungle and in front of you is the Susa group (the largest Gorilla group with 39 animals). From the 1 month old baby up to the huge silverbacks gather there. It's an amazing experience and the hour with them just flies by. &lt;br /&gt;Btw this is the area where Diane Fossey studied the Gorillas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/Gorillas"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SAyCXeJ46SE/AAAAAAAACLo/vgBLQ1S66oY/s160-c/Gorillas.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/Gorillas" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Gorillas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-3013064140697747405?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/3013064140697747405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=3013064140697747405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/3013064140697747405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/3013064140697747405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/mountain-gorillas.html' title='Mountain Gorillas'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/SATkMqtOHaI/AAAAAAAACJI/X6xiSyrc_ec/s72-c/P1040646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-2111214184903552989</id><published>2008-04-15T18:49:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T19:06:15.143+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you doing here?</title><content type='html'>We are walking through Kigali on the way to the bus station when a white guy approaches us and asks "What are you doing here?". Well, traveling. "Yes, but what is the purpose of your visit?". Mmmh, holidays. "No other reason like business, just for holidays you come here?" The guy, which turns out to be from Kiev, doesn't feel comfortable at all here and apparentely wouldn't come here on his own. He was sent here for business and it's his first day in town.
The next question is even better. "How do you handle security here? Do you carry a weapon?". Mmmh, probably not...
(To put this into perspective. Kigali is a small city on cool 1500m above sea level and one of the most relaxed capitals in Africa. Guess it was his first visit to Africa.).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-2111214184903552989?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/2111214184903552989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=2111214184903552989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/2111214184903552989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/2111214184903552989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-are-you-doing-here.html' title='What are you doing here?'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-2782313146422492541</id><published>2008-04-15T18:38:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T14:08:16.349+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kempala - Kigali</title><content type='html'>From Kempala we took the bus to Kigali (Rwanda). We "splurged" and took the VIP bus (15 USD instead of 10 USD for 9 hours) although I coulnd't really figure out what VIP stood for. The bus was pink, that must have been the P... . No in fact VIP means 4 seats in a row while normal would be 5 seats in a row.
It's a pleasant 9 hour ride through wonderful green countryside.
Entering Rwanda is a bit special. In Rwanda plastic bags are forbidden, yes - no joke and they inforce it. You have to open your luggage and they take away any plastic bag. There was this lady who had her shoes, shampoo etc all neatly packed in seperate plastic bags. She had to unpack everything. Luckily we had our plastic bags at the bottom of our backbag and they only looked at the top...
Once that's over you enter hilly Rwanda with it's tea plantations, a wonderful countryside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-2782313146422492541?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/2782313146422492541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=2782313146422492541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/2782313146422492541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/2782313146422492541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/kempala-kigali.html' title='Kempala - Kigali'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-457921915645495866</id><published>2008-04-12T12:40:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T14:09:42.213+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Entebbe &amp; Kempala (Uganda)</title><content type='html'>We decided to skip Kenya for security reasons and fly directly to Entebbe (Uganda). The first thing you realize when flying into Uganda is that everything is green! A wonderful view.
The second thing you spot are the huge amount of UN planes and helicopters at the airport. 
Beyond that, Entebbe is a tiny little "village" while Kempala is a lively city with a huge Chinese and Indian influence. They say Kempala overtook London in terms of Indian restaurants and they might be right.
On the other hand traffic is crazy in Kempala and smog like hell...
&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/EntebbeKempalaUganda"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SAx6pOJ46KE/AAAAAAAACKk/0i5IYxN-lfY/s160-c/EntebbeKempalaUganda.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/EntebbeKempalaUganda" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Entebbe &amp;amp; Kempala (Uganda)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-457921915645495866?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/457921915645495866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=457921915645495866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/457921915645495866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/457921915645495866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/entebbe-kempala-uganda.html' title='Entebbe &amp; Kempala (Uganda)'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SAx6pOJ46KE/AAAAAAAACKk/0i5IYxN-lfY/s72-c/EntebbeKempalaUganda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-2984916250569992948</id><published>2008-04-12T12:27:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T15:47:11.743+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bahar Dar</title><content type='html'>Between Aksum and Addis Abeba is Bahar Dar. A small city at a wonderful lake which gives it a rich vegetation. It's completely different to the dry north and it has kind of a beach atmosphere, also fersh as still on 1800m.
The highlights of the lake are the monastries which are spread over many islands as well as the fact that the water of this lakes forms the source of the blue Nile.
Another highlight is a night at a local bar... . We went to this bar with only locals (and us) where a men was singing improvised songs (that's the tradition, they sing about everything) and men and woman were dancing the local dance - best described as "shoulder shaking".
Guess the locals had good fun that night as the singer kept on singing about us. Unfortunately we coulnd't understand anything as it was in Amharic but the laughter of the others showed that it must have been funny...
&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/BaharDarEthiopia"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SB25n34hf4E/AAAAAAAACio/KnQZ9snEaWU/s160-c/BaharDarEthiopia.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/BaharDarEthiopia" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Bahar Dar, Ethiopia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-2984916250569992948?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/2984916250569992948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=2984916250569992948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/2984916250569992948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/2984916250569992948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/bahar-dar.html' title='Bahar Dar'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SB25n34hf4E/AAAAAAAACio/KnQZ9snEaWU/s72-c/BaharDarEthiopia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-7362242594778353678</id><published>2008-04-12T12:21:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T16:43:27.209+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalibela - Africa's Petra</title><content type='html'>What Petra is to Jordan, Lalibela is to Africa. 11 massive churches completly built into solid rock are an impressive sight. 
Besides the churches there is not much here. It's nice and fresh as it's on 2600m in the mountains. Only few people live here and it's mainly farming they do. Therefore donkeys are the main 'machine' used in the area.
&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/Lalibela"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SAybp-J46oE/AAAAAAAACOo/EI2OHzbmVj4/s160-c/Lalibela.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/Lalibela" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Lalibela&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-7362242594778353678?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/7362242594778353678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=7362242594778353678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/7362242594778353678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/7362242594778353678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/lalibela-africas-petra.html' title='Lalibela - Africa&apos;s Petra'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SAybp-J46oE/AAAAAAAACOo/EI2OHzbmVj4/s72-c/Lalibela.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-4071501337717895985</id><published>2008-04-12T12:06:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T15:14:00.047+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Aksum - nothern Ethiopia</title><content type='html'>Ethiopia is a large and hilly country. Consequentially the ground transport takes quite a while. Eg Addis to Aksum would be two days by bus one way... . Therefore we decided to fly up there. 
Aksum is in the very north towards the borders of Eritrea and Sudan. It's a small village at 2100m above sea level which used to be a large ancient city. Today it's a relaxed little place with camels and the ruins of this city.
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Well, applying for a Chinese visa in Addis is pain! Why? China tries to keep the number of job seeking Ethiopians low and therefore makes the process lenghty and complex.
So there I stand in front of the embassy at the end of a line of about 20 people. Nothing happens for 10 minutes, 20 minutes,... half an hour. Not one single person moves in. Interpolating how much time it would take me to get in (rather days than hours) I get a bit worried... . Eventually the door opens and one person is allowed in. I take the chance and talk to the guard who just replies with WAIT! Seems like there is nothing to do. But then he sees my passports and says, "ahhh Red Cross, please come in". I hesitate for a second as it's not very fair but then decide to take advantage of his colour blindness and move in as it's the only chance for us to get the visa. 30 minutes later I applied for the visa.
A week later I'm there again waiting to pick up the visa when a young chinese guy walks out for a smoke. We chat together and it turns out that he is a Chinese Army representative at the Embassy. After an interesting chat he leaves with the words, wait here. He returns with a self burned CD ROM with a PDF file of a scaned China Lonely Planet on it that I can read a bit about China. 
Great isn't it? Applying for a visa and even get a copy of Lonely Planet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-5986279379811560168?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/5986279379811560168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=5986279379811560168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/5986279379811560168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/5986279379811560168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/getting-chinese-visa-in-addis-abeba.html' title='Getting a Chinese Visa in Addis Abeba'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-7228336018405960557</id><published>2008-04-10T19:54:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T11:38:30.501+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling cheaply?</title><content type='html'>Ethiopia is one of the cheapest African countries to travel in. Therefore it's definitely a good start to travel there if you're on budget. If you want to reduce costs even more then you can book a flight with Ethiopian airlines...
We already mentioned the trip Lusaka - Mumbai earlier. Afterwards we booked some domestic flights in Ethiopia. You won't believe it but we are now up to 3 free nights (Hotel paid by Ethiopian Airlines) plus 200 USD compensation as they keep on missing connections, canceling flights etc. For us it was no problem as we planed with some spare time and it gave us the opportunity to stay at much nicer hotels than we would usually stay at.
(Saila, please don't travel with Ethiopian Airlines. Their reliability combined with your travel luck...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-7228336018405960557?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/7228336018405960557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=7228336018405960557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/7228336018405960557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/7228336018405960557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/traveling-cheaply.html' title='Traveling cheaply?'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-5609560125126632777</id><published>2008-04-09T16:42:00.015+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T15:00:36.289+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Agonda (Goa)</title><content type='html'>From Hosped we moved no by train towards Panaji and then Agonda in Goa. Agonda is a small village with more cows at the beach then people (yes, that's true). We enjoyed very relaxed days including Yoga with a "Guru", delicious fish, Dolphin watching etc.
&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/AgondaGoa"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SB2xjn4hflE/AAAAAAAACeQ/pkrswR-R3ew/s160-c/AgondaGoa.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/AgondaGoa" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Agonda (Goa)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-5609560125126632777?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/5609560125126632777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=5609560125126632777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/5609560125126632777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/5609560125126632777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/agonda-goa.html' title='Agonda (Goa)'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SB2xjn4hflE/AAAAAAAACeQ/pkrswR-R3ew/s72-c/AgondaGoa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-4089446262592922114</id><published>2008-04-09T16:42:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T17:33:35.067+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Different time, calendar,...</title><content type='html'>Due to the orthodox influence Ethiopia uses the Julian calendar which is 8 years "behind". We therefore had the unique opportunity to go back to the Millenium year 2000! It's a huge party here!
The year consists of 13 months and it starts on 13. September, simple isn't it? 
To make it even "simpler" they have a different time format. Sun rise is at 12 (our time it would be 0600), sun set is again at 12 (1800). Due to the global influence they now mix "our" and their time and you always have to check...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-4089446262592922114?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/4089446262592922114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=4089446262592922114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/4089446262592922114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/4089446262592922114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/different-time-calendar.html' title='Different time, calendar,...'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-2805302898284167182</id><published>2008-04-09T16:42:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T17:29:27.193+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethiopia is different</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's really quite different to the other African countries. One of the reasons is that it was pretty much the only African country which was never a colony.
The Amharic is a very unique language, the food (injera, fir fir,...) is totally different, they use different time as well as calendar and the people are quite different as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-2805302898284167182?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/2805302898284167182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=2805302898284167182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/2805302898284167182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/2805302898284167182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/ethiopia-is-different_09.html' title='Ethiopia is different'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-2966332539668456070</id><published>2008-04-09T16:42:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T17:28:11.787+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Goa - Mumbai - Addis</title><content type='html'>From Goa we moved on by Jetair to Mumbai where we stayed for one night and had some nice experiences (eg Taxi drive who gets lost after confirming he knows where the place is, book shops which are closed but still sell a book after long negotiations etc) - in short it was fun!
From there we went back to Ethiopia and everything went fine on this flight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-2966332539668456070?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/2966332539668456070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=2966332539668456070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/2966332539668456070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/2966332539668456070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/goa-mumbai-addis.html' title='Goa - Mumbai - Addis'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-1941790619634949599</id><published>2008-04-09T16:42:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T17:10:13.319+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The shortest night...</title><content type='html'>... of my life. 
Backtracking slightly to Mysore. After visiting Mysore we bought a ticket for the nightbus to Hospet, since there is no other public transport connection on this route. The only bus doing this 10hour ride is a semi-deluxe (yes it sounds good but it's actually 3rd class behind Volvo and Deluxe - they just use nice words for this class). Well, the bus wasn't too bad, it had 4 wheels, chairs and windows and we didn't change one tire along the route!
As we were waiting for the departure a police men came to us and said 'take care of your luggage on this bus'. We followed his advice.
Finally neither the bus nor thieves were a problem but the driver combined with the roads! We have driven quite a bit in Africa and other countries but this one was special. He drove like crazy and the roads were obviously unsealed making it really bumpy. You can imagine the feeling of waking up due to a huge bump and seeing two headlights of a truck a couple of meters in front of you...!
In short, we arrived.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-1941790619634949599?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/1941790619634949599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=1941790619634949599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/1941790619634949599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/1941790619634949599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/shortest-night.html' title='The shortest night...'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-5173522536804751302</id><published>2008-04-06T16:27:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T12:16:40.506+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Swiss colonies...</title><content type='html'>We have now seen the Portuguese influence several times on this trip (Mozambique, Goa) plus many more times on earlier trips. On one of the long bus trips (yes, there is plenty of time to think about many things...) we thought through a Scenario of Swiss colonies. How would the world be like if not the Spanish and Portuguese (and other countries) set off to found colonies but Switzerland?&lt;br&gt;Could you imagine that most of South America as well as parts of Africa and Asia would speak Swiss German, eat cheese fondue and sell pocket knifes and watches as souvenirs? Well, frankly speaking I think it&amp;#39;s better the Portuguese did that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-5173522536804751302?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/5173522536804751302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=5173522536804751302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/5173522536804751302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/5173522536804751302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/swiss-colonies.html' title='Swiss colonies...'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-7298335329842320994</id><published>2008-04-06T16:26:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T14:51:03.911+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hampi &amp; Goa</title><content type='html'>We had a great time in Hampi and later on in Goa, which we reached by train and bus. In Panaji (Goa) we enjoyed the Portuguese food and the nice little roads before we relaxed at the beach in Agonda (Goa). It was wonderful!
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&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/PanajiOldGoaGoa"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/SB2umn4hfYE/AAAAAAAACcg/fymx2JnaObg/s160-c/PanajiOldGoaGoa.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/PanajiOldGoaGoa" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Panaji &amp;amp; Old Goa (Goa)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-7298335329842320994?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/7298335329842320994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=7298335329842320994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/7298335329842320994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/7298335329842320994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/04/hampi-goa.html' title='Hampi &amp; Goa'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/JonasWernli/R_nzPnt742E/AAAAAAAACZ8/bRIb6QIQrZk/s72-c/Hampi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-503862573353412496</id><published>2008-03-29T07:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T08:07:55.531+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mysore</title><content type='html'>A beautiful city with a wonderful palace, a colourful market and a relaxed atmosphere with a lot of cows on the roads. Last but not least delicious food! 
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THANKS a lot Aravind &amp; Vidya, it was wonderful!
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Thanks a lot!
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&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;
1. Booking - We booked the Ethiopian Air flight Lusaka-Bangalore, Goa-Entebbe in Switzerland prior to departure. Everything went just perfect. &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2. Flight confirmation - Typically we don't reconfirm flights these days (haven't done it for yeras) but somehow we felt like we should do it this time. Luckily we did and our travel agent warned us that there was a change in the flight schedule and we would miss the connection in Addis (thanks Carina @ Globetrotter).
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&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3. Re-booking - With this information we headed to the Ethiopian Air office in Lusaka to re-book our flight. A small office with about 20 people waiting in front of us. After waiting about half an hour and seeing no progress (while the office door said it would close in 20 min) I asked the lady and said "Sorry, we have an urgent topic, could you please take care of it?". She "When is your flight?" and me again "Tomorrow, that's why it's urgent" and she replied with a smile "all the other people here will fly today, don't worry...". We eventually talked to a lady but she didn't know of any change in the flight schedule... . With local help (thanks Peter) we tried it through a travel agent and got the confirmation that we would have to spent a night in Addis due to the change.

4. Check-in
We agreed that a night in Addis would be no problem as we planed backup days for such situations. With that in mind we went to the check in and told the lady that we knew about the change and that check in to Addis only would be ok. She looked a bit strange at us when we told her that and she said "No problem, I checked in many passengers to Mumbai today, the plane will wait for you".&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5. Lusaka - Kigali - Addis Abeba&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;With boarding passes all the way to India we entered the plane. The pilot informed us that instead of flying directly to Addis Abeba (Ethiopia) we would do a stop over in Kigali (Rwanda) to pick up some passengers. That's what we did and obviously we arrived late in Addis and the plane to Mumbai was gone.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;6. Nice hotel &amp;amp; upgrade&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That wasn't a problem at all as we were a group of about 25 people (23 Indians on the way home and 2 Swiss...). Ethiopian Airlines organized a Visa for us, booked us a nice hotel in Addis and even gave us an Upgrade to Business class for the flight to Mumbai. As you can imagine we enjoyed a nice day in Addis before tasting local Ethiopian food with Martini in Ethiopian Airlines Buiness class... (luckily they made this stop over in Kigali)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-6528260054991407908?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/6528260054991407908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=6528260054991407908' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/6528260054991407908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/6528260054991407908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/03/lusaka-kigali-addis-abeba-mumbai.html' title='Lusaka-Kigali-Addis Abeba-Mumbai-Bengaluru'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-7734031192579832498</id><published>2008-03-23T14:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T12:35:02.332+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MyClimate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/R91QO3WDNFI/AAAAAAAABzY/Q9xUQipgets/s1600-h/myclimate.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178383362850763858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/R91QO3WDNFI/AAAAAAAABzY/Q9xUQipgets/s200/myclimate.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traveling from Africa to India and back causes quite a bit of CO2 emmissions. In order to compensate this, we are supporting MyClimate with a donation for a wind farm project in Madagaskar (sorry ABB guys, they use small turbines - too small for ABB).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-7734031192579832498?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/7734031192579832498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=7734031192579832498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/7734031192579832498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/7734031192579832498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/03/myclimate.html' title='MyClimate'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Gu0PlwjLg/R91QO3WDNFI/AAAAAAAABzY/Q9xUQipgets/s72-c/myclimate.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-2511555139542396443</id><published>2008-03-23T06:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T07:05:20.345+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Theola and Peter in Lusaka</title><content type='html'>From Livingstone we took the bus to Lusaka (8h) which was a very nice experience. For the first time we were able to book the ticket the day before, there was a departure time, the bus was on time and even served a snack while driving - just great!
In Lusaka we had a wonderful time with Theola, Peter and the entire family (including two very cute kittens Katrin would have loved to take with us...). 
We were treated like kings, Peter showed us around and helped us rebooking our changed flight to India.
Thanks a lot - we enjoyed it very much!
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Once at the front we learned that one of the two ferries is broken. So we waited for the other one and had a nice short ride across.
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We spent a day each on the Zimbabwean and the Zambian side and had a good "shower" on both days! Impressive how the huge amount of water poors down.

The world is small. As we were walking through the Vic Falls park we met a French couple we earlier stayed at the Okavango Delta with. We had a drink together at the wonderful Victoria Falls hotel before heading back to our slightly different backpacker...

PS: On the bridge connecting Zimbabwe and Zambia we saw a truck with "ABB" plates...
&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/VictoriaFallsZimbabweZambia"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/JonasWernli/R91Kv3WDM3E/AAAAAAAABzQ/SgAMqaydTW0/s160-c/VictoriaFallsZimbabweZambia.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JonasWernli/VictoriaFallsZimbabweZambia" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Victoria Falls (Zimbabwe &amp;amp; Zambia)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-7497888790600219449?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/7497888790600219449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=7497888790600219449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/7497888790600219449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/7497888790600219449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/03/victoria-falls.html' title='Victoria Falls'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-3817868992603951123</id><published>2008-03-16T16:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T16:55:51.865+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Okavango Delta, Botswana</title><content type='html'>The northern part of Botswana (towards Zambia/Namibia/Angola) is covered by the Okavango Delta. It's an unique delta as the river does not enter the sea but dries up in a large delta area. As water is rare in this otherwise desert like area, the animals concentrate around the delta. A wonderful place to spot animals.

We took the bus from Francistown to Maun (6h) before entering a small plane. There is no other way to get into the delta than by plane. It was only the pilot and the two of us for this 30min flight.

In the delta we stayed at a little lodge with space for only 10 guests. From there we did day and night game drives, mokoro as well as boat trips.

We had a great time!
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The mountain area is covered by lush green forests, the cities are nice and clean and there are fascinating sites such as Great Zimbabwe (an old stone village). Not to mention the world famous Victoria Falls.

Some episodes.
- We met a woman on the road who was very excited! "Wow backpackers - haven't seen any for months!"

- We tried to visit a national park 25km south of Mutare. What would be a morning trip in most countries turned out to be a full day trip (only with a lot of luck, typically it would not be possible in a day). The reason therefore is the lack of regional transport. 
We had to hitch and after waiting a good hour got a ride on the back of a pick up together with 3 others, a bike and a lot of luggage for the first segment. We then waited another hour besides the road together with two Police men - who were hitching as well as they had no own means of transport... . Together with them we got a lift for a couple of kilometers. We then walked 1.5 hours through wonderful forests before getting another ride to the destination...

- As you can see I opened a hairdresser's shop in Masvingo... (there are two options, 6mm or 12mm)
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Zimbabwe has to very different sides, therefore two entries. 

The unfortunately more famous side is the negative side due to the current political situation. There is incredible inflation (over 3000%!!!) which makes you walk around with a huge amount of paper which is worth nothing (50 USD were 1 Billion Zimb Dollar) and even less if you keep it till the next day!
In addition there is a shortage of pretty much everything. Supermarkets are empty, gas for cars is very rare which causes public transport to dry up and leaving hitching often the only option and and and...

Elections are upcoming in 2 weeks (24h propanda is running on TV, incredible) and there was a certain tension mixed with hope in the air. Let's see how it turns out. Hopefully peaceful!
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Let the pictures speak...
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Quite frankly, I didn't really know what to expect. Having traveled in Mozambique I must say it's wonderful but difficult to explain.

Let's give it a try. The Portuguese influence (language, food,...) combined with the warm weather and the nice beaches kind of gives a Brazil feeling. But then there is the Indian influence, the reminders of the communist period with Chinese and Sowjet street names and of course the African influence. In short, come here and convince yourself that it's a wonderful country.

Some picutres will follow as soon as the bandwidth allows it.

Best regards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-825508220349479752?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/825508220349479752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=825508220349479752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/825508220349479752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/825508220349479752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/03/mozambique.html' title='Mozambique'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-5136221054669301664</id><published>2008-03-06T17:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T15:38:15.926+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Police in Mozambique</title><content type='html'>Typically we're pretty happy to see police on the streets as it kind of gives you the feeling of safety. In Mozambique it's a bit different, you try not to see the police... 
The reason therefore is that the police is pretty bad paid and they look for alternative sources of income. They are very creative in finding a reason why you didn't follow a rule and must pay a fine which ends up in their own pockets...
So far we got away without a 'fine' but they already controled us once and wanted to see the passport on the road (they didn't find a reason yet).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-5136221054669301664?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/5136221054669301664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=5136221054669301664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/5136221054669301664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/5136221054669301664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/03/police-in-mozambique.html' title='Police in Mozambique'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-102806416851535847</id><published>2008-03-06T16:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T15:28:56.197+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Swaziland: Pine trees, the king, police control and cows on the road...</title><content type='html'>Swaziland is a beautiful, little country in a green, hilly area. There is no question about the boss in this country. The king with his 17 wives (subject to change - typically at a pace of one additional wive a year...) rules this place.
We entered from Nelspruit and drove through large pine forests before entering Mbabane, a small town followed by Manzini.
The 'highlight' for us was actually the bus from Manzini to Maputo. The day started with a 2 hour wait (pretty fast for this area) till the minibus was full. 30 minutes down the road a police man stood on the road and stopped us. He took the driver out of our minibus and entered himself. He drove a tour testing breaks etc with all of us in the bus. A short conversation later we were back on track (don't know how much the driver paid...).
Probably half an hour later there was a bang in the back and everybody turned their heads back. The tire of the trailer had bursted. As we turned the heads back to the front two cows were in the middle of the road and it got really calm inside the minibus...! Luckily we had a good driver who managed to get around the cows and pull over. We had a bit of shacky legs when we watched them changing the tire...
Afterwards it was a calm ride into the center of Maputo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-102806416851535847?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/102806416851535847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=102806416851535847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/102806416851535847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/102806416851535847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/06/swaziland-pine-trees-king-police.html' title='Swaziland: Pine trees, the king, police control and cows on the road...'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-9213557918948510947</id><published>2008-03-06T14:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T15:05:09.032+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"In Switzerland they've got watches, in Africa we've got time"</title><content type='html'>Nothing to add to this saying we picked up here - the best summary of daily life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317196801219926666-9213557918948510947?l=capetown-baden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/feeds/9213557918948510947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317196801219926666&amp;postID=9213557918948510947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/9213557918948510947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317196801219926666/posts/default/9213557918948510947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capetown-baden.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-switzerland-theyve-got-watches-in.html' title='&quot;In Switzerland they&apos;ve got watches, in Africa we&apos;ve got time&quot;'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10460286515503524811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kOWwTdEJ0/Tvil6SrRDwI/AAAAAAAALdo/yn569ZeFkR4/s220/Jonas%2BKili.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317196801219926666.post-6903740891618460209</id><published>2008-03-03T13:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:04:41.793+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Charl &amp; Julie in Pretoria</title><content type='html'>Nick and Anja drove us to 50km distant pretoria, where we could stay at Charl's and Julie's place. We had a great evening with a nice southafrican braai (don't dare to call it a barbecue..). Also the two kids of Charl and Julie just bedazzled us..! The next day Charl showed us the city and its sightseeing points, knowing also the good places where to enjoy southafrican cuisine. He even proved to be brave walking around with us in the city center (which we learned hat improved a lot over the last years). Once again we made the experience of the great southafrican hospitality, thank you, Charl and Julie, for showing us pretoria and it's people from the best side! 
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THANKS AGAIN - we enjoyed it very much!
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Everything went well and we enjoyed this city of contrast very much. 
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