Fall Trip Wyoming · 2020
December 12, 2020
The Wild West: Five Truths about my Life in Cowboyland.
“What did the cowboy say to his pencil?... DRAW, pardner.” Ho ho ho. There are probably as many stupid clichés and jokes about cowboys as offbeat jokes about blondes or lawyers.
Since my boyfriend is American, I am able spend several wonderful months in the United States every year. And that is in the cowboy state of Wyoming.That is why I would like to take this opportunity to shed some light on our idea about an area, which was written about by Karl May, filmed about by Clint Eastwood, and ballyhooed by, among many others, Django Unchained. Does everyone really run around with a pistol and lasso? I am about to reveal Five Truths about the land of the cowboys—and not just for Europeans. For reflection and smiles. My life in the Wild West of Wyoming.
Novenber 28, 2020
Death of a Friend – Why you should never wait!
I open the message. It is short.
Hi Sarah, Frank died this morning.
I stand in the middle of the room and stare at the wall. The window seems about ready to burst and rain into a thousand splinters on the street. Suddenly the wood paneling seems as if it is pulsating, and the floor below me begins to sag. Frank is a friend from Los Angeles, whom I met in 2017 on my solo trip through the USA for several months. I knew he had cancer.
Folks—you need to go and visit your family, call your friends, do not spend all your time working overtime at your job, but spend it with the people you love or care about, whatever it costs. Here come wondrous memories of a great person—and a thousand reasons why you should never wait!
November 13, 2020
US Elections: Can you People just stop being so nasty?
It is November 7, 2020. We sit on my boyfriend's veranda and celebrate. Four days after the election, Joe Biden has been announced as the new president of the United States. The election was like a thriller. A really bad thriller. A thriller where the perpetrator shoots himself in the knee and the police are less intelligent than six feet of a dirt road.
I have so many thoughts at once. About a country that has become my second home. A country In which so much seems to have run amok in recent years. But it seems the lack of control is not only occurring here in the USA, but somehow worldwide as well. And I wonder: Can people just stop being nasty to each other?
October 29, 2020
I'm out! Swap crazy world for vast wilderness.
I am in the high-risk area of the world. The country that is at the forefront of evil and where everything seems to be out of control with worldwide travel warnings and so on. I'm in the United States. And even though I am in the hotspot of superspreading with one foot in the grave, I feel as good and as far away from the world as I have been for a long time. What I have decreed for myself: no news, no disconcertment, no drama.
I am in the wilderness. It is lonely, rugged, and beautiful. No one is irritating me, and the constant din of the crazy world becomes merely a murmur in the background. This is the moment when I know: I'm out. And that was urgently needed.