dorkas and more hair

i got this letter see, its from my greman friend dorkas whos in africa at the mo'... i met her while i was living in palawan, she was doing a sex study? of horseshoe crabs.... we had some pret.ty. crazy trips if ya know what i mean. shes in africa now and i just wanted to share with you all her lovely recent email:

Hello my dear friend!!

I know I am terrible – I really wanted to write you lots of times.

Bernd forwarded your message, so I got your address again. I am presently in Burkina Faso again, and even if there is simply nothing – nothing to see, no ocean, only millet fields and maize fields all over the country- its still better than the university in Würzburg. Not even wild animals do I see when I work in the reserves. People here are really friendly, but I can only speak to the few (maybe 20%) who went to school and they speak French. Otherwise they speak only languages where I get a knot in my tongue if I try to speak. Not even English – and, really, I hate French!! Never wanted to learn it! And: I don’t like the French people either! The only foreigners here are –mostly French of course-, lots of stupid missioners or maybe of the embassy. And, Nicole, it’s a terrible healthy life here! Too healthy! By far too healthy.

How are the Canadians?? – Bernd and me, we also wanted to try to get a job there maybe. Or, probably even better, I just open a dive shop, when you managed to buy your island – would be nice! But that should be maybe better close to the Philippines, its warmer there.

I am kind of sick making this fucking dissertation about the termites in Burkina. It’ll take ages to finish and really, I do not really want to get this title, I just want to be able to work. I thought 3 yrs ok – but 6?????????????? NIGHTMARE!!! And I can get retired right after I finished education! Who wants to take someone in his midlife crisis as a newcomer in business? But we will see, hope to get a job somewhere where Bernd also finds something – I am sick of a relationship like this. He really calls me often, but that’s not enough – plus: mostly 9 hour’s difference…. You know the movie “Lost in translation”? Some of the phone calls kind reminded me…
Who is your man Simon? You’re not married, are you??? Canadian?

Take care Nicole, I hope we’ll meet some day again – would be really nice!!!

Big hug,

Dorkas

the times i spent with dorkas are too much for this wholesome blog so i cant really like reminise or anything like that HAHA i think you will get shocked if i share....

so instead, im sharing mor pics of my freakin awsome hair! harhar