Two months in Botswana. First of all it was the end of the world for me, but in retrospect, the best time of my life.
Wonderful people, fascinating nature and the most beautiful moments worth living for.
Searching for the meaning of life, to escape from everyday life and to find a moment in which I can feel completely free, I travelled to the big unknown in October 2017.
Alone. Driven by doubts, fears and my own insecurity, to my inner strength and doggedness.
To my self-confidence today. Because, I love my life.
As we arrived at our camp, I had to face one of my biggest fears: being alone, or being left behind. Everything was quiet. No cell phone reception, no cars, no crowds. I had to get involved in the situation, and what can I say? It was worth it. Africa was worth it.
From my initial insecurity, I became proud to be part of such a great team and to support an inspirational project.
We worked hard, but we had no stress, pressure or failure. Everyone did, what he could do and as much as he could. It was possible to achieve a better work result than with rules and regulations. We worked on our own initiative.
As well I learned a lot about the wild animals of Africa. So special and close, but still so far and out of reach. Animals that I look up to and from which I can draw strength. Animals that inspire me.