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How to grind South-Indian Idly batter using mixie | Tamilnadu Idli-dosa batter recipe What do you think when a girl from the southern parts of India suddenly lands on a vast space covered full of snow? … Gets super-excited? Jumps with joy? Starts to dance in the snowfall?? Nah, it is none of the above. Believe it or not, the first fear that struck me when I landed in the US was 'how can I ferment the Idly batter in such a cold climate!' The snow brought me nostalgia of Idlis and Dosas so very soon that I did not even reach my apartment from the airport. In India, Amma used to grind the batter in the morning and have the fermented batter ready by the afternoons during the summers. Or she grinds the idly batter during the night and gives us the pleasure of tasting soft fluffy idlis the… Continue reading »


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COLUMBUS, Ohio (AP) — Advocates are taking their push to retain Ohio's renewable energy and efficiency standards to the airwaves.
Protecting Ohio's Energy Future, a coalition led by renewable energy businesses, says a new television ad began airing Monday in Columbus and may appear elsewhere in the state later.
The coalition opposes a bill that allows electric companies a two-year pause in meeting targets set in 2008 for use of wind, solar and other energy alternatives.
The ad says clean energy jobs helped Ohio recover from the economic downturn and removing the standards will return the state to its Rust Belt past.
The bill cleared the Ohio Senate last week. An Ohio House committee hears it Tuesday.
Backers of the legislation say the targets are difficult to meet reliably and drive up Ohio electricity prices.

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QUESTION: Did you or someone you know come to know the Lord through reading the Left Behind series?
Here are reader responses:
Katrina 5/16/03 9:20 PM
My sister told me about the Left Behind series 2 years ago. I read the first book January, 2001. I had been baptised at 4 years old and confirmed at 12 and a member at 2 churches in 2 different cities. I don't recall ever knowing about the sinners prayer or about being "born again". I was the Choir Director and a Trustee when I read the first book. I was also in a mom's bible study group. I thought I was doing the things I was supposed to as a Christian. When the Pastor of the Church was left behind in the first book, I couldn't understand it and thought if I hadn't prayed the prayer, I had better do it. So I did. The sky didn't open up and I didn't hear angels singing so I prayed again, and again. I think about 4 times that night. Just to make sure God wasn't busy and didn't hear me. Things did begin to change in my life. The bible opened up for me and I couldn't and still can't believe the words of wisdom written in there. I'm always finding something new and exciting. I read the first nine books in 18 days. They mesmerized me, scared me, and I have read book 10 and 11 in 2 days time each. I can't wait for the next one! Thank you for your books and for being the tool the Lord used to bring me to Him. My life will never be the same!
Gail 5/17/03 11:32 AM
Greetings to Tim and Jerry, I was first drawn to these books because I had liked Tim LaHayes book, "Transformed Temperments" when I read it in high school in the seventies. I also love anything to do with the book of Revelation. So when I saw a familiar name and an exciting sounding series, I wanted to read it. Anyway, I am a born again Christian. (I was saved when I was 7). When I read your series, it came alive to me almost like it was real life. No other series of books have ever affected me this way. The plot line is awesome, and I just can't put the books down once I start reading one. (I'm reading Armegeddon right now.) Anyway these books have encouraged me to be much more of a wittness for the Lord then I was before. I share Christ with anybody that comes in the door of my house now, and have made sure that all my relatives and friends know the Salvation message to the best of my ability. I use tracts, The Jesus Video and your book as wittnessing tools, as well as just talking to people. Thank you so much for helping me to grow in my Christian walk thru the message of your books. Our time is indeed short, and I can't begin to tell you how much I long to see our Savior! Praise the Lord for your ministry!!!
Jason 5/17/03 2:48 PM
Through my reading the series I have had to ask myself if I beleive. I did not, at first but the more I read, the more I wanted to. Finally after reading the 8th book I came to Christ.
Beau 5/17/03 3:38 PM
I myself became saved last July after several weeks of reading the Left Behind series. I had always felt that I somehow needed to get right with God, but never knew quite how to verbalize it, and the series helped me to do so. I thank God and Jesus everyday for saving me, and now daily enjoy the Left Behind books, website, and e-mails. Praise God for such a wonderful way He has reached out to so many.
Carole 5/17/03 7:04 PM
For an Easter gift from my Husband, I recieved the first Left Behind book. I could'nt put it down. I did, however, get my Bible out and looked up the scriptures for myself to see if in fact that was what was written. All the truth! I'm amazed! I have always been a believer, but not always a "church goer". Before reading the first book through, we started seeking for a church to belong to. Thank You Tim LaHaye and Jerry B. Jenkins for you insightfullness in helping believers get back on track! I am now starting the fifth in the series. Looking forward to more!
matthew 5/17/03 11:25 PM
hello everybody,I started the left behind series about 2 months ago. at that time I was dealing with the loss of my closest relative, my grandfather. I picked up left behind the first book out of boredom. To be quite honest I was not to happy with the Lord at the time. After finishing the book I was so overcome with a longing for God that I couldn't contain myself from telling everyone about Jesus and about these books. I was starving for more information and these books gave it to me. since the start of the first book all the way up untill the last I have spiritually grown in the Lord. Thanks to the lessons taught in these books. Thank God for the authors and thank God just because you can. God bless all of you.
Brad 5/17/03 11:53 PM
I became a christian from these books and caused me to read more of the bible and be a better beliver. I'm not getting ready for the end times.
Brian 5/18/03 5:32 PM
I always thought of myself as Christian so I can associate very well with the characters who were left behind. I am now trying to lead a better life and have had conversations with my minister about becoming a stronger Christian and accepting Jesus Christ into my heart. It is not easy and I hope I am not one of the ones with the "hardened heart". The books are incredible. I have never read any series so quickly. I only have one complaint: How can I possibly wait until March 2004 for #12!!!!!
theresa 5/19/03 8:23 AM
hi, i had a childhood tauma so i was used to being afraid it was a way of life so i fell into another trauma when i just turned 19 .it was even worse i used to shiver and jump at any sound it was terrifying i recognised that i needed help and not psychiatric then i joined a yputh fellowship and i began to understand who i was in christ it was during a bond programme in sept4 after 10months that fear first left me. it was almost like i wa sin a dream world and i used 2Tim1:7 God has not given me the spirit of fear but the spirit of love power and of a sound mind. it was months later i got my confidence back even tho' i am not where i shld be i recognise the power of the holy spirit in my life. tessy doghor
Tabitha 5/20/03 4:54 PM
My husband is an MP currently stationed in Baghdad. He and one other MP took the Left Behind series with them to read, they currently have 18 non-Christians lined up to read the series! Unfortunately they only have one copy of the set, but it is touching the hearts of many soldiers! What a powerful witnessing tool these books are! My husband wishes they had taken more than one set with them!
kristie 5/20/03 5:18 PM
I'm on Armageddon, of course, and i haven't been able to take my eyes off it. This series has changed my life dramatically. it makes me just want to get up and give all the praise in the world to the only Messiah. It's an amazing series! Thanks so much.
Stephanie 5/20/03 8:16 PM
Hello, One day me sister told me she had a book she wanted me to read, it was Left Behind. I'd like to add I was a very happy person with a good job and family. I believed there had to be a god just by observing the world but I wasn't seeking for anything and believed I was living a good, decent life. Back to Left behind - I think a quarter of the way into the book, God shined a very bright light in my head and everything was suddenly so clear on the need to be saved through Jesus. It was overwhelming. I can only equate it to Algebra in school - when suddenly a math problem became so clear. You're amazed at how you could have missed it for so long. Thus, was my experience with knowing Jesus! My life changed immediately. The first church I "tried out" happened to be Calvary Chapel Costa Mesa. Chuck Smith just "happened" to be talking about the end times when I visited and I knew this was where I belonged and needed to learn as a Christian. Praise goes to God, but thanks so much for writing a book that lays our salvation out so clearly (I'm tearing up just writing this!). May God bless you and your loved ones always!
Judy 5/20/03 11:31 PM
This series has blessed my life and has been a great tool for witnessing to others about Christ and His soon return. I am so glad to hear of the spinoff series and will be reading those, too.
Uy 5/24/03 1:54 PM
I'd really like to say that i guess i used to live just like Chleo Steele on my own but now i've come to take Rapture very seriously and try hard to live for God.I would also like you to pray for my father to stop drinking and be serious in his christian life.I'm a teenage nigerian girl and must say i wish all people who read this book series will be touched like me.
Jim 5/27/03 6:27 PM
I read the left behind books at the Arizona State Prison in Florence, Az. Since reading the books I have become a brother in Christ. I am now out of prison and have just joined a great church. Left Behind was the start to a great relationship with God and Jesus Christ.
Jason 5/28/03 12:21 AM
The Left Behind Books re-awakened my interest in the Word of God. They were an instrumental tool in my choosing to give my life to Christ. I musy say though that I am NOT very happy with the way "Armageddon" turned out; killing-off most of the Trib Force did not set well with me.
jennifer 5/28/03 2:44 PM
Sorry I do not have a testimony regarding salvation, due to reading your book. My mother was saved after watching your movie though. I have a question though. Do you believe this is what will happen as told in the bible? Will there really be a rapture? I believe, yes. But always doubt.
mary 5/29/03 3:59 PM
I have a unsaved friend named cassi and she started to come to church and got saved just from reading one of your books! And I too am incuriged to live for God as I ought from reading the left behind serias.
Jade 5/29/03 5:25 PM
I started reading the LB series before becoming a born-again Christian. Once I got deep into the series, I realized that I wasn't living the life God called me to live. Reading the LB series, along with seeing a play at my church about the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus Christ really caught my attention. I accepted Christ on Sunday, April 7th, 2002 In Christ, †Jade†
Kimberly 5/30/03 8:38 AM
I personally believe The Left Behind series is the most powerful group of books ever written, aside from the bible. I was raised Roman Catholic, and as much as I would like to say I have been a Christian all my life I can not. The fact that Bruce (a pastor in the first book) was Left Behind made me think of all the areas in my life I needed to change. If he a pastor could possibly be Left Behind, wow did I have work to do. I always felt like a good person. However being a good person has nothing to do with excepting Jesus, learning who he is, and how I live my life to honor Him. The Left Behind series has given me a passion for the bible like I have never had before. I wanted to know the truth, I wanted to be taken in the Rapture, but more important than that, I wanted other people that THOUGHT they were Christians to know the truth. I have made a deal with my daughter and some of her other friends to read at least the first book. I will pay them or do special things for them…whatever needed to get them to read. I pray for their hearts to be open and let God do the rest. The bible changes lives and the Left Behind Series, in my opinion gives everyone the desire to learn the truth! Thank you Kimberly Fisk
Richard 5/30/03 9:42 AM
o.k. i was a kung-fu student for almost 1 year and a 1/2 with a teacher who is on fire for God. i wasn't on fire for God but i liked the way he taught so i stayed with him. every now and then he would mention the "left behind" books and the movie to me cause he thought i might be interested in them. funny enough he doesn't care for them because he's not an avid reader. anyways, i was really into collecting movies and would find myself at Blockbuster quite a bit looking at their pre-viewed. one day i saw a Jet Li movie "the legend" right beside the "left behind" movie. i held them both up and weighed my options for about 5 or so minutes. something inside was saying buy "left behind" but i really wanted "the legend." finally after a while of arguing to myself i bought "the legend." it wasn't until i got home and opened it up that i saw the "left behind" movie was in the box for "the legend." i nearly threw the movie across my room and just stared at it for a good while. i was freaked out needless to say and figured God must be trying to get to me. i watched it and became interested in studing more. now i've been a Christian for about two years and have quit every addiction i've had. i truly feel like Paul did when God blinded him. i thank Jesus for loving me and i thank everyone who has anything to do with "left behind" for listening to God and doing what he told them to. miracles still happen.
Barb 5/30/03 4:38 PM
Yes I do, it was me, I always believed in the Lord, and his Son Jesus , and the Virgin Mary, but the Left Behind series opened my eyes to things I never knew before, since I have never owned a Bible, I've since purchased my own, after cross reference the Bible at the Libary,with the events in the Left Behind Series. It has open a whole new world for me, and hopefully will make me a better person.
Neyla 5/31/03 7:52 AM
About two years ago I gave my 93 year old aunt Left behind. She said she enjoyed it. I never knew if she was a christian or not. She died on the 18 of May, in going through her papers I found of note she wrote. She said that she had just finished reading the book Left Behind and loved it. She wrote down the sinners prayer and dated it Sept 12. I am not sure of the year as she didn't put that down. I am so thankful that I gave her that book. I now know that I will see her again. I will be able to talk to her when she is not in pain or doped up.
Joan 5/31/03 1:42 PM
My daughter has always went to church, but after reading the series she has been babtised and is a true christian now.
Micheline 5/31/03 3:55 PM
I thank the Lord for your gift to bring the bible alive in a contmeporary setting, which is far more indetifiable than reading the bible of the biblical age without help of understanding. Mean time, after reading your series, I have accepted the Lord as my messiah and am studying the bible intently. I have found a wonderful church with a great teacher, attend FOF classes and am enjoying the fellowship of fellow christians. The Lord gave me enough courage to witness with other people and I am confident that, as I learn more and more, I am going to be a good servant in the word. Thank you again, you have had a great influence on my search. Micheline Schwarzkopf
Melissa 5/31/03 3:57 PM
I just love your books. When i was three my parents and my grandparents were in the room. i turned around and became a Christian. But now after reading your books I understand it better. I really hope u can read my typers handwritting. sincerly, Melissa
Susan 6/1/03 3:04 AM
I believe I always believed that Jesus is God'd son…though my heritage is Jewish an we were told Jesus was not for us, I couldn't imagine that His being Jewish would mean he wasn't for us! Illogical at the least. I always felt a pressence of the Lord, but now I know that Jesus is the way to God the Father. I also have to say that since I've grasped the Trinity, I feel the Holy spirit moving in me in most everything I do that is something the Lord would approve of…let's face it, we all want our parents approval…what better way than to do your best to follow in Jesus's path in your own way and in your own life…after all, the Holy Spirit is her to guide us and to aid us in learning what it takes to truly be one of God's chosen children. The left behind series just called to me and made me want to know more about being a Christian. Now I am looking for a church community that fits my needs. I am still looking, but I'm determined to share and to help do what it is that God need us to do. My life is fuller already though I have so much more to learn…my thirst for knowleges in great…will the Holy Spirit leading me, I know I will find my place…I already know I'm a Christian and will be saved by Jesus interceding with the Father for me. It's a wonderfully exciting time for me…I think the authors of the Left Behind series for their insite and for making it so obvious that being Christian is the way…in His name, Susan Morelli
Mike 6/1/03 4:31 AM
A couple years ago i started reading the first left behind book, i read it out it down read it and put it down…never finishing it. My life was not where i wanted it to be. But one day i picked it up started from the beginning and finished it in 6 hours( i could not put it down) As I read the rest of the books( i read 4 in one month to catch up) i started having questions that were buring me up things i needed answred like does god really love me this much. I was raised catholic and hated it. If it wasnt for jerry and tim two of the greatist men on earth today, I would not have realized god loves me and givin my my life to him until it was to late. I bought armageddon the first day it was out And read it very quickly. I am still learning and trying to be the christain god wants me to, and its a battle in this world. These books changed me and my life. it has also brought me and my new wife closer together than i could ever dreamed. Thank you and god bless all of you
Storm 6/1/03 4:24 PM
My husband and I have bought so many of the first books, I've lost count. EVERYONE, with the exception of one person, that we have given the book to, has become a Christian, Praise God, Tim Lahaye, and Jerry Jenkins!
Darlene 6/2/03 3:13 AM
I THOUGHT I was a christian until I as a total Luthern believed that the RAPTURE was a total crock and a LIE told by baptists I read the book to prove my point and in stead I found my salvation! I left the Luthern church and have since joined a very loving Methodist church and I have learned I knew very little about GOD'S word I was a hipicrite and a sinner in the worst sense of the word as A Lutheran I was taught to hate people who were different from me and I was told I had to be a Republican and I was to hate Gay's and on and on I found out through these books I had no real relationship with GOD I was having a realtionship with the CHURCH BUT NOT GOD! The bible I never opened but the church had given me I now read and although I don't understand it all I am learning as I go! I thank God for these authors and I owe my SOUL to them.they saved me and my family from a life of eternal damnation and I am ever greatful! I'd like to tell you people who think that your saved you might want to re read the books we all fall short in God's eyes and the "GOOD CHRISTIANS" or self proclaimed ones need help the most I know I sure did! God is now my focus not the church bazar or the pot luck or the people in the church although they are an added bonus they are NOT my reason to go to church any longer! Thank God while you can life is too short to forget that in your life! Thank you to the writters for saving my soul and setting me free to find REAL faith!
Deborah 6/2/03 1:54 PM
I am a believer!! I found these books over two weeks ago and I am now book 11 - Armegeddon. I have renewed my faith and put my life in Christ's hands. You should see my smile! Bless you all
Claire 6/2/03 3:02 PM
The Left Series has helped me become a stronger Christian now i am telling my friend about it.
Carolyn 6/3/03 12:35 PM
When the first book came out, I was enthralled and blessed by it. I had a younger sister that my Mom and I had been praying for many years. She is a wonderful, moral person and had a great husband and 2 beautiful daughters, both of whom are married and have children. I asked her if she would like to read my book and she said yes. She then passed the book on to her daughters. Within a couple of months, my 45 year old sister, her two daughters, one son-in-law and her husband had all accepted Jesus as their personal savior. They were all baptised the same day and our church was absolutely overflowing with the presence of the Holy Spirit. I am so profoundly grateful to you for these books and want you to know that the seeds they have sown are tremendous. Thank you and may God continue to bless you.
Heidi 6/5/03 10:33 AM
I began reading the Left Behind series in June, 2002. My 1st grade son joined a Bible club at school that fall, and soon I was learning about the Bible from him (I was raised Catholic.) We all began attending my husband's church (Presbyterian) and Sunday School (adult & child!), and just this past Tuesday (June 3, 2003) I officially became a Presbyterian. The words "THANK YOU" are not enough - but like this series, they are a beginning… Heidi
Elizabeth 6/5/03 5:13 PM
I like Judd in the kids seiries grew up in a christian home but the bigger thing was my dad is a preacher. at five i thought scince i was a dadys girl that i would please him and also like judd say i accepted Jesus but once my dad talked with me to see if i realy did accept i began to understand. i lived like a christian girl should till we moved to nebraska. there i was introdused to swear words and theft. I didnt know then that i was straying further and further from god. i started stealing and lying and that stuff but then, while i was with my dad at his semonary place bored in the library waiting for him to finish his meeting i went to the lifeway store there and saw the kids books! i saw the left behind books and recognizing them as a smaller version of what my mom likes to read read it. I was amazed at the simalaritys i shared with the charecters and wanted the book, but i didnt want to steal it something about the book made me not want to. so when my dad was done i asked him if i could get the book and he said yes! i read the first, second, third and fourth books and am in the middle of the fith. i've changed alot scince i read the books but still strugle a little. But now i know what i should have done in the first place. now i know that its still not to late. you see after i realized what i did i didnt think god would take me back but see ing what he did for viki and the rest i now i was wrong! i still need your prayers to just continue but scince i read these books it makes me feel welcomed. i now evangelize to my friends and enimes and when i come across some one who has shared a simaler past i direct them to the left behind serise for kids!
Ashley 6/6/03 11:07 PM
About a two and a half years ago my brother gave me a book to read, it was called "Left Behind." It sounded good so I started reading, but found out That I wasn't that interested in it, So I stuck it behind my bookcase. About a year later I was cleaning out and found the book I had put behind there, I decided to try to read it agian and this time I understood it and started to get in to it. After I read the frist one, I was hooked, and went crazy looking for the others around our home. I soon became a Christian after I read the fourth one; I found out that I ddn't want to be left behind to face the judgement of Earth. I soon led others in my classroom to Christ and started car pooling them to my church on Sundays and Wendsdays. Not only have these books changhed my life, they've helped changed others. Thank You so much.


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All singing is a kind of storytelling, and Renée Fleming, whose vast repertoire includes many works demonstrating the breadth and richness of the French tradition, is no stranger to the particular skills required of the art. Scheherazade, as she is usually spelt in English, was the teller of the Tales of the Arabian Nights, whose prowess at inventing stories enabled her to survive a Sultan's cruel decree for 1001 nights - and thereafter, presumably, live happily ever after. In 1888, the Russian composer Rimsky-Korsakov wrote a colourful orchestral suite celebrating her and some of her stories, which Maurice Ravel would certainly have known when, in 1898, he began an opera about her. Nothing seems to survive of that unfinished work apart from the overture, which is entirely separate from the group of three orchestral songs the composer wrote five years later. Ravel's Shéhérazade dates from his early maturity and its lush yet subtle harmony and refined if occasionally overwhelming orchestration are typical of the magic this delicate human being could create with his powerful art. They are settings of a poet whose real name was Léon Leclère (1874-1966), but whose pen name, which combined the hero of one of Wagner's operas with the villain of another, was Tristan Klingsor. The cycle was first performed in Paris in May 1904. The first song conjures up a vision of Asia, an Asia of the imagination drawn from picture books and fairy tales and including mystery, violence, beauty, eroticism, and a variety of perfumed scenes from Syria, Persia, India and China as if visited on a flying carpet. The second, La Flûte enchantée, begins with the tones of the instrument. The singer is listening to it from inside a house where her master is asleep. She is a servant, and her lover, outside, plays the flute. In the final song, L'Indifférent, a young man of ambivalent sexuality strolls attractively by a house from where the singer watches and invites him in. But he merely passes on, with a graceful gesture. Olivier Messiaen composed Poèmes pour Mi for his first wife, the violinist and composer Claire Delbos. They had met at the Paris Conservatoire, where both were students, and soon they were giving recitals together. They married on St Cecilia's Day (22 November) 1932. "Mi" was the composer's pet name for his wife. Messiaen went on to compose, in 1936, this cycle of nine songs to his own texts - both intimately personal and religious - celebrating their happiness. They were originally for voice and piano; he created an orchestral version the following year. With its immediacy and blend of simplicity with voluptuousness, the cycle has become one of his most performed works. Tragically, towards the end of the Second World War, Mme Messiaen's health declined. Following an operation she lost her memory and was hospitalised, remaining in institutions until her death in 1959. Together with the Chants de terre et de ciel (1938), which also celebrates the Messiaens' son Pascal, the Poèmes remain as a moving testimony to the short-lived happiness of the composer's first marriage. Messiaen himself died in 1992 at the age of eighty-three. His colleague Henri Dutilleux, eight years his junior, is fortunately still with us. His relatively small output is of consistent quality and imagination, as audiences both in France and elsewhere are increasingly appreciating. The recipient, especially in recent years, of several major awards - notably the Ernst Siemens Prize (2005), the Prix Midem (2007), an honorary fellowship from Cardiff University and the Gold Medal of London's Royal Philharmonic Society (both 2008) - Dutilleux is now attracting the widespread attention he has so long merited. He too studied at the Paris Conservatoire and later taught there, also enjoying an important professional relationship as Head of Music Production for French Radio from the end of the war until 1963. A member of no school, and not tied to any particular system of composition, Dutilleux has created a highly individual and distinguished aeuvre, indebted to a degree to his forebears Debussy and Ravel, but also occasionally lightly shaded by the experience of jazz. A master of the orchestra, he has composed two symphonies as well as two major concertos - one for cello (written for Rostropovich) and one for violin (for Isaac Stern) - in addition to piano music and chamber works. Vocal music has figured infrequently in his output, but the small selection of his works for voice clearly demonstrates the high quality of his musical thought. His first extant songs (Dutilleux has withdrawn some earlier examples) are the Deux Sonnets de Jean Cassou, composed in 1954 for voice and piano but later orchestrated. Cassou (1897-1986) was a museum curator who joined the French Resistance in 1940 when dismissed from his post by the Vichy government. His Thirty-Three Sonnets Composed in Secret (from which Dutilleux selects two) were created during his subsequent imprisonment, though not then written down as he was denied the means to do so; they were clandestinely published under the pseudonym Jean Noir in 1944 and their writer later received the Croix de Guerre. Dutilleux returned to vocal composition for the important orchestral cycle Correspondances, premiered by Dawn Upshaw and the Berlin Philharmonic under Simon Rattle in 2003, and has more recently been inspired by the voice and artistic personality of Francophone soprano Renée Fleming to compose Le Temps l'horloge - four songs plus an interlude positioned between the last two (2006-09). The first performance of the complete cycle was given by Fleming at the Théâtre des Champs-É?lysées, Paris, with the Orchestre National de France under Seiji Ozawa, on 7 May 2009. The work employs a large orchestra with a couple of unusual additions - harpsichord and accordion - used with Dutilleux's regular selectivity and subtlety. His choice of poets is again characteristic. The first two songs - Le Temps l'horloge and Le Masque - set words by Jean Tardieu, a poet and musician alongside whom Dutilleux worked for many years at Radio France. Unusually, the interlude is also associated with a text - Tardieu's prose poem Le Futur antérieur - though it does not set it. The text of Le Dernier Poème is by the Surrealist Robert Desnos, another member of the French Resistance, who died in the Nazi concentration camp at Terezín (Theresienstadt) in 1945. Finally, Dutilleux turns to his beloved Baudelaire, whom he cites as a major influence on his creativity and whose work also provided the title for his cello concerto, Tout un monde lointain. Enivrez-vous is one of Baudelaire's posthumously published Petits Poèmes en prose, urging the necessity for a drunken (presumably meaning thoroughly uninhibited) approach to life in all its aspects. George Hall
1. Shéhérazade - 1. Asie 11:01
2. Shéhérazade - 2. La flûte enchantée
3. Shéhérazade - 3. L'indifférent
4. Poemes pour mi - 1. Action de grâces
5. Poemes pour mi - 2. Paysage
6. Poemes pour mi - 3. La maison
7. Poemes pour mi - 4. Epouvante
8. Poemes pour mi - 5. L'Epouse
9. Poemes pour mi - 6. Ta voix
10. Poemes pour mi - 7. Les deux guerriers
11. Poemes pour mi - 8. Le collier
12. Poemes pour mi - 9. Prière exaucée
13. Deux Sonnets de Jean Cassou - Il n'y avait que des troncs dechirés...
14. Deux Sonnets de Jean Cassou - J'ai revé que je vous portais entre mes bras...
15. Le temps l'horloge - Le temps l'horloge
16. Le temps l'horloge - Le masque
17. Le temps l'horloge - Le dernier poème
18. Le temps l'horloge - Interlude
19. Le temps l'horloge - Envirez-vous


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Dir. Naomi Kawase. Japan. 2010. 92mins
Childbirth goes zen with extreme and serene tactility in Genpin, veteran Naomi Kawase's unornamented ode to natural birth and to a gentle Japanese obstetrician who has made it his life's vocation.
Yoshimura's approach to childbirth is as bare-boned as the rough-hewn surroundings.
Genpin blends the ecological with the personal, which should give it a solid berth on the festival circuit. Art house bookings could be a reach for this documentary, although it is sure to end up all over European television. US channels may be too squeamish about vivid birthing scenes.
The film is an extended visit to the bare-boned wooden clinic of Dr. Tadashi Yoshimura, who has attended more than 20,000 natural childbirths in a 40-year career. Yoshimura's approach to childbirth is as bare-boned as the rough-hewn surroundings. Without ritual sanctimony or faux-minimalist mannerisms, in statements that are not much longer than haikus, the bearded physician/sage counsels his young women patients on the wonders of nature and the perils of modern medical practice.
Kawase's documentary is not a debate on how to bear a child, but a celebration of an approach that all in the film agree to be the best. Based on what we see, the approach works effectively, although we don't see any evidence to the contrary.
In between utterances from the epigrammatic doctor, young women who bore children in hospitals tell stories of the misfortunes there that led them to Dr. Yoshimura's clinic. They look and sound like converts to a new religion.
We watch as some of the women give birth at the clinic, lying on mats on the floor, sometimes with their other children watching quietly. The experience couldn't appear more different than the writhing explosive labor associated with childbirth in the West.
Shot on HDCAM by Kawase, the image has a soft 16 mm–style look that befits the educational tone of testimony from doctors and patients, giving the film the nostalgic instructional feel of docs from the 1960s. The camera punctuates its exploration of natural birth with cutaway shots to the wind blowing through the trees, and to women working in the clinic's garden. Love your garden, love your body, is the gentle unsubtle message.
Beyond the film's hymn to things natural (and the poignant horror stories of conventional treatment) there's an odd military and cultish feel to the clinic under scrutiny. Pregnant women squat up and down fervently indoors and out, and one special exercise is a squatting wood-chopping drill with a huge axe. You can only imagine what a satirical gore director might make of the opportunity.
Testimony at the clinic, which resembles a field hospital (minus any technology), can seem like confessions in a re-education camp. Even the patients raise the fear of leader-worship, and question whether Dr. Yoshimura, however tender, is in fact a dictator.
Editing is generally serviceable, even crude, but it can also be graceful as the camera lingers on childbearing scenes or in observing how children watch other children be born.
Audiences who through the doc come to admire Dr. Yoshimura may still find it a strain to accept his notion of death as gentle final experience, or share his eagerness to experience it. Yet it shouldn't be a surprise that the logic of Kawase's film takes you to that ultimate destination.
Production Company: Kumie Inc.
Producer: Naito Yuko
Cinematography: Kawase Naomi
Editor: Kaneko Yusuke
Music: Pascals, Rocket Matsu
Main Cast: Yoshimura Tadashi


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Ripe grapes were destemmed and inoculated with various strains of yeast to maximize complexity. Daily gentle pumpovers were used to extract optimal flavor and color and minimize harsh tannins. The pumpovers can vary by block, tank and day of fermentation. Every ferment is tasted every day to evaluate the evolution of the tannins, modify extraction techniques and find the right moment to drain the wine off of its skins. Aged for 14-16 months in predominately new American and French oak to enhance the sweet mid-palate of the Wahluke Slope fruit. Syrah from the Wahluke Slope contributed an enhanced jammy fruit character to the wine.
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A bit of wood spice greats the nose followed by notes of coffee, rich earth, and liquory black currant fruit with just the faintest herbal top note adding some detail. On entry this is rich with a lush, black currant fruit character. The acids keep this bright and the finely managed tannins add some mouth grab to the otherwise seamless feel. There are lovely cigarbox spice notes in the mouth with touch of burnt sugar and s mellow roasted herb tone that weaves through the mid-palate and turns a touch mintier on the backend. The finish is long with refreshing tannins and lingering spice tones that accent the bright, slightly wild fruit on the finale. A well-balanced, yet fairly rich wine that can stand up to richer red meats like grilled steaks and braised dishes. 91pts
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Decant 1-2 hours minimum, Hot on the nose with notes of molasses. Rich, dark and full of dark bramble fruit, vanilla and baking spices. Long-lasting finish that continues to build as your drink more, full of earthy, ripe fruit. Well-balanced and good structure, can last 2-3 days easily once opened if stored properly.
It is creamy with hints of spice and blackberry on the nose and then becomes becomes more velvety as it opens up with a taste of oak and vanilla. Great wine!
Jammy indeed! wonderfully layered, blackberry, black cherry, dark fruits, hints of oak and vanilla, balanced tannins,velvety smooth! Smile grows with every sip...Outstanding!
We stumbled across this cab a few months ago when it was on sale at our grocer. We've bought up every bottle we can find. It drinks well alone or paired. It is full-bodied, but not overpowering, with enough layers of complexity to keep your mouth interested. Silky smooth with a long finish.
This rich wine is deeply complicated, but congenial. Powerful wood notes and black pepper, with a hint of smoked meats and mint. The mouth takes light first step, then fills the palate and has a black-fruit finish and a touch of jam. This wine should be approachable to many drinkers, fun to take in, dignified. It is a great wine for the price as well.
A hint of oak on the nose. Lush and smooth on the palate.
I loved this wine and bought a case from the Wine Bunker in Reading, Ma. for a great price - $14/bottle. This wine had a lot of tannin, tons of fruit - berry, mostly and an incredibly long finish. An outstanding value!
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Polished, round and generous, offering a plush mouthful of blackberry, cherry and mint flavors that ride easily over fine tannins through the long, expressive finish. Drink now through 2015. 75,000 cases made. -HS Wine Spectator. A Cabernet Sauvignon wine from Washington in USA. 2008 Ste Michelle, Chateau Cabernet Sauvignon Indian Wells 750ml
Grapes are sourced from a collection of warm-climate vineyards that range from the Wahluke Slope to Cold Creek Vineyard, and include the namesake Indian Wells Vineyard. About 16% Syrah is added to the blend giving the wine a jammy fruit character. The wine was aged 14-16 months if American and French oak. The result is a rich, round, and full-bodied wine. Wine Spectator scored it 90 points saying "Polished, round and generous, offering a plush mouthful of blackberry, cherry and mint flavors that ride easily over fine tannins through the long, expressive finish. Drink now through 2015."
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90 Points - Wine Spectator Polished, round and generous, offering a plush mouthful of blackberry, cherry and mint flavors that ride easily over fine tannins through the long, expressive finish. Drin
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Candied blackberries, waxy dark cherries, spices, tar, and licorice make up the mouth-watering aromatics of the 2003 Cabernet Sauvignon Indian Wells. This outstanding wine, which is produced in Bordeaux-like quantities (21,000 cases) is sultry, decadent, and intense. Its suave personality slathers the palate with lush, broad waves of black fruits and tar. Bertheau, who believes, as I do, that texture is paramount in great wines, should be proud of this effort's sensual mouthfeel and supple finish. It may not be complex but boy what pleasure it delivers! Drink this terrific value over the next 5 years.
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"The Indian Wells Cabernet is our warm climate ripe, jammy "New World" style of Cabernet Sauvignon. The wine really typifies the Wahluke Slope region with up front, dark fruit aromas and flavors with hints of vanilla. Vineyards in the area are more than a decade old now and showing character and complexity."
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Lone way up Riding up west through Africa
To avoid loosing the motorcycle and paying a high amount of tax to import the bike into South Africa, I had to continue my trip.
Click here to view the route in Google Earth or here to open the map in a new tab. Here you can download my GPS way points from the trip as *.xls document and here as a *.gpi file to copy directly on to a Garmin GPS navigationssystem and here as a *.gpx file for further processing with Garmin MapSource.
With the help of some internet forums I managed to quickly identify the right contact Mrs. Rew Yolandi at the South African Customs: Tel +27- (0) 12 452 4782. After I told her about the motorcycle accident and the failed attempts of getting a visa, she gave me the permission "Letters of Grace" to ride the bike out of South Africa on the expired Carnet de passage customs document.
Since time was short, I had already applied for the visa for the Democratic Republic of the Congo DRC ex Zaire (8 days transit 39.- ) and for the Republic of Congo (15 days for 80.- ) in my home country. I also tried to get the 4 days Transitvisa for Angola at the embassy in Berlin since they dont give out visa for tourists in Namibia.
Applying for visas for African countries is an issue in itself. After I sent my passport with the completed application, passport photo, stamped return envelope and check to the Congo Embassy in Berlin, the next day a lady in flawless German phoned me, promised quick processing and wished me a pleasant trip. Within three days I got my passport back with a visa and a receipt for the amount I had paid.
It also can be different. On the phone, an employee of the Angolan Embassy assured me in barely comprehensible German a 4 days transit visa for 60 within one week. A week later I got my passport back. However, including the envelope and all my application documents plus a piece of paper that says"you need new passport".
After I had only reached the answering machine for about 20 times, the clerk finally answered the phone and informed me that my passport which was still valid for 8 years and had 10 free pages was to old.
Of course my passport did not look brand new anymore, since many stupid police man with their greasy fingers have had it in their hands but it was still valid so they had to accept it.
Now my application letter was not filled out in capital letters so they wanted it to be filled out and faxed again. The next day they told me they did not receved my fax.
At the end after 6 weeks of waiting and phoning every day I pulled my passport back. They have not kept their promise to issue the visa within 2 weeks like it was written on their website and they also did not keep a lot of other things they have promised me. The only thing they kept was my money! It's unbelievable how deceitful the Angolan officials were.
To apply for the Angolan visa in South Africa again, I got an invitation letter.
Importeur for Mitas in Southafrica the company Rockgarden, Tramways Village, 89 Main Rd, Diep River 0861250300. made me a good offer, served coffee and toast Muffin and helped me while I changed my chain set. Thanks again for that.
In Cape Town I had to wait three weeks for the stupid Angolan visa. It was a nightmare. I even engaged a visa agency and bought a invitation letter but it did not help. When I was almost desperate and spent 8 hours at the embassy, I finally got the the f***ing stamp for 166 all together.
The next day I set off towards the Namibian Kalahari desert. I had to rush to reach the Democratic Republic of the Congo and the Congo Republic, before their three months visa would expire again (out of expiring date 1 I made 19).
Exit and entry from Namibia to Angola two days later was easy even the Angolan officials wanted to see my invitation letter which I did not have. No one realized that my carnet de Passage customs document had expired long time ago. It was easily stamped on both sides so I did not need my faked extension letter.
Right on the border there was a gas station witch did not accept U.S. dollars or South African Rand only Kwacha (R100 = 1200 kwacha) or Namibian Dollars. I filled the tank and a few miles later. I found a nice place to camp wild GPS S17°20'45,4" E015°51'58,9".
The next day I stopped at the first tank wrecks to take fotos GPS S16°54'32,4" E015°31'24,2". The night I spend behind Lubango at the property of a very friendly family GPS S14°30'00,9" E014°02'49,3".
The road to Huambo which on the map looked like a big highway was very bad. So bad that many different lines had formed to bypass the largest potholes. There even were very small paths for mopeds only without potholes. However, they sometimes were so narrow that I tore off my right side cases on a tree trunk hidden in the bushes.
I fixed it with belts. In Huambo, I found a friendly mechanic from South Africa who repaired the damage for 8 Dollars and let me camp in his garage: GPS S12°23'57,9" E015°38'33,9". At roadblocks, as a tourist I was always friendly waved through.
On an asphalt road with heavy traffic, I went around Luanda. Fuel was only found with great difficulty here. There were many gas stations however they had no fuel, only diesel. When I finally found fuel I filled up my jerrycan with 20 liters, which made the journey on the extremely bumpy road to Ambritz the next day even more difficult. I reached Tomboco after several difficult slopes and soft sand sections at the end of my strength. A Chinese Ingeneer gave me one liter of cold drinking water. I have hardly been so happy about a gift before.
From here, a wide road went to M 'Banza Congo past some rain forest sections, who have not been cut down yet. To the border crossing, I followed a small track road again. It was not easy to reach the border before it closed in the evening with all the Fech Fech and sand covered sections.
The departure went smoothly and without delay. Since the offices on the Congo side was already closed, a police officer grabbed my passport and told me to follow him to the Immigration Officer. I had trouble following him in the darkness on the unknown track through the maze of people. The fat immigration officer turned out to be very unfriendly and refused my entry.
I should come back the next day at 7 o'clock. Until then he would keep my passport. No!!! I insisted to get my passport back and returned to the border, where I could camp undisturbed on the Angolan side. The next day at 7 o'clock there was nobody at the border. I had to wait until shortly before 10 until the Immigration Officer appeared and finally stamped my passport. He did not realize I had changed the expiring date of the visa from the 1 to the 19, because I was late.
Then I followed a nice winding tar road all the way to Kinshasa. Kinshasa turned out to be the worst city I have ever visited. Nearly everywhere people were running around and the traffic was totally blocked. As I finally reached the port GPS S04°17'50,1" E015°19'11,5", a big crowd of people ran towards me to"help" me or just asked for money.
The enormous market place was filled with at least 1000 people and hundreds of small houses and in between the immigration offices, the customs and the ferry ticket office were well hidden.
A guy with a official Port Jacked showed me, where the different offices were located and helped me to get a ferry ticket (20US$). I was asked again and again for money. When I told them I only have my credit card, I got all the stamps for free. They did not have computers to read it ;)
After all, I had to wait in the heat until the ferry was offloaded. My helper's recommendation was to Give him some money but the employees of the ferry let me go on board even without. As I was the only white person within about one million of blacks they did not want to risk trouble because everybody was watching me.
When I finally bordered the ferry, the space around my motorcycle and me got filled with crates and cardboard boxes and them "can't go anywhere without them" chickens (alive), until there was no square meter of free space left.
Fortunately, I met a friendly man on the ferry who was able to speak English. He helped me on the other side as a translator to get all the necessary stamps. My self-extended visa was accepted and I followed my new friend to the house of his brother in Brazzaville, where I was allowed to camp in his yard and got a bucket with water to wash myself.
In the morning at 5 o'clock the big noise of the Islamic megaphones woke me up. We drove to the Embassy of Gabon GPS S04°16'06,4" E015°16'38,8" where I got my visa within 4 hours for 35.000 CFA. The currency CFA is valid not only in the Congo Brazzaville but also in Gabon and Cameroon.
At the Cameroon Embassy GPS S04°16'10,0" E015°16'32,2" they told me to come back to pick up my passport with the visa after the weekend an Monday at 9 o'clock. As I did so, the sleepy receipt lady let me wait until 2 o'clock pm, before finally I asked her colleague Mrs. Salamata Tel 6359446 for help. She simply took the finished passport with the visa for 80. - Euro out of the secretarys draw.
My attempt to also get the visa for Nigeria failed. After waiting 45 minutes at the embassy, the consular shouted to me as I was from Germany I would have to apply for my visa there.
The way toward Dolisie was extremely hard and hot. Until Kinkala the road was tar. Then some soft sand passages followed, till my machine got stuck and had to be completely unloaded in order to get it going again.
240 km ahead of Dolisie, I found a pump for drinking water GPS S04°08'30,5" E012°54'36,5". Here, a friendly family invited me to staying overnight and even cooked for me GPS S04°17'33,3" E014°32'36,0".
After it had violently rained at night, the next day I drove through lots of sandy parts and Fech Fech to Madingou, where I found a gas station which I did not had expected and therefore carried too much heavy petrol. Here, I also met a man from Spain who wanted to cross Africa on his bicycle.
Later on, some friendly locals in Madingou advised me not to follow the sandy N1, but rather to take a much nicer and easier road 3km south to GPS S04°12'07,5" E013°31'49,8" and then to ride from Nkay to Loudima. This small way indeed was very beautiful and led past a lot of nice little villages with friendly people. The last piece of the way along a large plantation was even asphalted. With a car, the distance is not doable, because shortly before Loudima I had to cross a river using a narrow railway bridge. I did not see rebels on the entire distance. Nobody begged at me.
A jeep full of young people advised me later on to travel from Loudima GPS S04°07'08,7" E013°02'45,2" past Kitaka and Mom Bilon, where I found a pump with drinking again and was allowed to stay overnight before I went on to Dolisie.
In the morning, I expected the most difficult part of my journey, since the road on the map appeared so narrow. When I arrived at Dolisie to refuel and to buy a mosquito net after the zipper of my tent had gone, I found a new Chinese produced motorway which went towards Point Noire.
The road towards Kibangou turned out to be a wide Gravelroad in very good condition, so I could travel fast while again and again, big trucks loaded with rain forest wood passed me. After Nyanga the road became more narrowly, but, however, stayed in good condition. I passed many villages who had drinking water pumps made by German companies GPS S03°14'08,1" E012°07'39,0".
Shortly before sunset, I left the Rep. Congo and entered Gabon with no problems at all. My carnet was not needed. Behind the border post, I camped wildly and save GPS S02°36'10,8" E011°34'14,1". The road kept in good condition and was even better then on the Congo side.
It was hard not to laugh because the policeman at the border post has his black face covered with white toothpaste as I went through.
In Ndende I found the first gas station, in Mouila the second and in Fougamou they sold petrol as well. The road was not yet asphalted but still fine. The Chinese people were busy working here as well.
In Lambarene an asphalt route started. There was also a fast Internetcafè from which I could talk to my loving girlfriend. It was great fun to follow the curves of the good road through the beautiful tropical landscape. Friendly people waved to me again and again and I stopped for lots of photo breaks. Gabon is really a nice tourist country, with beautiful vegetation. The people were happy with their lives and very friendly.
In the evening, I was allowed to pitch my tent in a small village where I got bananas as a welcome gift and Püree de Tüberkül made out of Maniok for dinner S00°26'58,0" E010°17'59,6". I stayed a few days and visited the internetcafè to skype with love of my life.
It was not easy to say good bye later on. Just before Mitzic the first policemen controlled my self-made insurance document. He accepted my official looking, faked certificate with barcode and I continued to follow the nice winding road over hills and past numerous car wrecks.
In case of an accedent its allways the fould of the tourist, because if he would not have gone there, the accedent would not have heppened. As a forreighner you allways have to pay cache first. Otherwise you will end up in jail untill you pay. If you buy an insurance for example in Congo, you can then try to get your money back from home afterwards. Good luck with this ;-)
Because insurance companies are always find a reason not to pay, I dont think its worth buying them.
In Nkalabona I slept at the friendly people's home who had offered me bananas for free as I went by N01°12'05,1" E011°42'20,3".
The entry to Cameroon was totally relaxed. No insurance, no carnet de Passage and no crowding people, only some friendly officials. I drove close to Yaunde and stayed during the night with pouring rain under the roof of a friendly local family GPS N03°53'23.6" E011°30'51.7".
The next day, I went to the Nigerian Embassy in Yaunde to apply for my visa again GPS N03°53'23.6" E011°30'51.7".
When I arrived, the portiere told me all the Employees had gone to Douala to celebrate the 50th birthday of Nigeria. The secretary of the embassy was very friendly, called Douala and promised me that I could get my visa there on the next day. Officially, also this consulate was closed for one week.
First, however, I went to the consulate of Burkina Faso and applied for a visa touristic de entente. After some telephone calls the lady told me they could not issue me the visa which would be valid for Benin, Togo and Burkina Faso, but instead the friendly lady offered me the expensive visa for Burkina Faso for free. The normal price is 100 Dollar. Thank you :)
With the visa for Burkina Faso, I rode 200 rainy kilometers to Douala. Because I did not have any GPS coordinates of the embassy GPS N04°02'31.5" E009°41'23.4", I asked for the Aqua park hotel which was close by.
Here, the secretary was extremely unfriendly. Instead of phoning the immigration Officer she kept reading her newspaper for about 30 minutes, while I was waiting. Only when I grabbed the telephone myself, she finally told her boss I was waiting for him. Then she put her head on the table began to sleep. Fuck Great People great nation. After I had been waiting 4 hours, finally the responsible Officer came and told me I could get the visa in 48 hours but not today. In addition, I needed an invitation letter from someone in Nigeria.
It took me a lot of patience to finally get a 7 days valid transit visa for 80 euros. A normal transit visa for the same price would only have been valid for 3 days, which is not enough to cross Nigeria on the overland route. They let me wait for more hours before I got my passport back. Instead if saying thank you I rather liked to kill the secretary and the unfriendly consul.
In order to avoid the bad road from Douala to Mamfe, I travelled through hilly landscape and numerous banana plantations and many small villages past Barmenda. Overnight I stayed in the king palace N05°09'15.2" E010°09'22.9". Instead of a friendly bla bla the king of the Westprovince wanted only to see my passport.
Instead a tar road like the Michelin map indicated, the road from Bamenda to Mamfe was not asphalted but the most difficult road I have travelled so far. I had to ride over large stones and through extremely muddy sections because it was rain season right now.
Several times my machine got stuck in deeply soft mud sections and it was very hard to get her out of that again. Also here Chinese workers were busy building a road. According to my estimations they however still need at least 10 years to complete this huge project.
From Mamfe a narrow, relatively straight loam route with some extremely muddy sections led to Ekok. In a particularly difficult place behind a bridge, people were already waiting for tourists and pushed me through. It was worth the money.
Because dark clouds on the horizon came up, I drove the entire distance in one day. It had not rained from Mamfe to Ekok the last days so the path was dry. With break-down of the darkness I reached the border and entered the little house in order to get my passport stamped, when a heavy rainstorm started.
I was permitted to camp under the roof of a waiting hall at the border, before early the next day I entered Nigeria with no problems. It was possible to change money at the border. For 5000 CHF I got 1400 Nira.
The road from Ekok to Abakaliki again was rather muddy but better then the road the day before had been. In Ikom were the first gas stations and banks.
When I reduced my speed because of numerous deep holes in the road, five people jumped towards me and tried to stop my motorcycle and to pull me off to rob me. I was attaced and in life danger. As I hit the accelerator, some hands grabbed my jacket and one of the men tried to hold my bike with no success. My 50 HP engine was stronger then he was, but I nearly crashed as he suddenly fell to the ground and let go.
The motorway to Onitsha was terribly full of potholes and crowded with lots of overloaded Mitsubishi L300 minibus taxis from Europe in terrible conditions, who were overtaking me or came towards me with maximum speed on my trace with no reaction of my headlight or my hooting. I was chased of the road and into the bushes several times. At numerous heavily armed police controls, I was always friendly waved through.
From time to time I found a gas station which accepted my US$ and gave me about 20 litres of petrol for only 10 dollar (1500 Nira).
In the evening, I travelled over the big bridge across the large Niger river and reached Asaba. At the end of my strength I searched for an possibility to sleep when a star on the horizon suddenly drew my attention. It showed me the way to the next Mercedes workshop. At the gate I told the stupid portiere I was an engineer from Germany and wanted to speak with a responsible person of the company immediately, in the hope that I was allowed to spend the night on this secure area. In Nigeria everyone needs some help.
Indeed, Peter from Germany was around, welcomed me and invited me to him and his wife in their villa, a small paradise of the peace in the middle the Nigerian chaos. Being able to take a shower and shave properly was like a cultural shock for me. I got clean clothers while all my things went into the washing machine.
Later on, Peter and Veronika invited me for dinner to the grand hotel. I felt as in the seventh sky and slept in a real bed as well as if I would have been in heaven.
For breakfast on the next day, Veronika offered delicious, self basked bread, cheese from Germany and hot coffee while in the Second Channel of German Television the world could see how brutal the German police reacted against demonstrators who were against the Stuttgart 21 project.
Later in the workshop of Mercedes, someone cleaned my machine so well that it looked better than I have ever seen it before. Then a mechanic changed the engine oil while another one repaired the broken side of my left aluminium box.
While Peter was in a meeting, I was allowed to use his computer to search for a way to Benin without having to ride through Africas largest and most dangerous city Lagos with estimated 15 million inhabitants. In addition, I got the opportunity to update this webpage hello from Africa to everybody :)
I stayed one more night in Veronika's and Peter's little paradise before I started a hell trip through big traffic over the highway with lots of potholes from Benin town center to Ljebu Ode. Overloaded mini bus taxis were nearly kicking me off the road or came towards me on my line again with full speed. In addition several times tilted trucks blocked the lanes of the"highway" which had the effect that the whole traffic immediately used the lines of the vehicles coming towards us with no attention.
While I was searching for a gas station who accepted my US$ again, someone gave me 5 Liters of petrol for free. There were also friendly people in Nigeria. To take out money out of an ATM seemed to dangerous for me, because there were always lots of other people around watching me.
During sunset, shortly before Shagamu, I followed a very small path for the workers into a big plantation. When the path ended after some kilometers, it was so narrow that I could not even turn my machine anymore GPS N06°53'50.3" E006°30'51.2".
On the way to the border Badagri the next day, again a thick jeep of a smudgy functionary came towards me on my lane. I switched my high beam to signal him there are also other people on the world except him, but his answer was only two flashes of his his strong lights. I saved myself into the bushes beside the road again while the SUV frontally crashed into the car behind me with full speed.
At the Benin border they issued me a 48 hours visa for CFA 10.000 (15 Euro). Because the roads were OK, I managed to reach the beautiful beach Grand de Popo just before the border to Togo on the same day. Here I spent a relaxed day at the Camp Lionbar GPS N06°16'29.2" E001°48'33.83 with a Finnish couple who traveled through Africa by public transport and who told how many bribes they had to pay to get around Guinea, Sierra Leone, Liberia and the Ivory Coast. Later on here started the Typhus and Ebola epidemie.
To get a 7 days valid visa at the border while entering Togo was no problem at all. One of the official even spoke German. He had learned it at school. With its friendly population, the beautiful green landscape, many available drinking water pumps and the relatively good main road, Togo turned out to be a nice traveling country such as Burkina Faso with lots of wild camping possibilities.
I entered Burkina Faso with no problems and went to a internetcafé in Ouagadougou. There someone recommended me to avoid the worst border of Africa between Rosso in Senegal and St. Louis in Mauritania with the complicate shipment and its corrupt officials. The alternative border crossing over the dam of Ndiago was presently closed due to strong rainfalls.
Since so far I had not read any positive things about travelling through Senegal with its begging policemen, I decided to travel from Mali directly up north and into Mauritania knowing that some tourists have had been kidnapped on this road before. I was really pleased when I met Eleonora and Fabio from Italy with their white Toyota Landcruiser on the beautiful, traffic-poor asphalt route from Bobo Diolas to Orodara. They had just traveled exactly the same route which I was planning to take and assured me it was tarmac all the way while my Michelin Map showed a large scored range which had worried me before. A heavy loaded bike like mine is just not readable in soft sand.
Filled with new hope after this positive information I spent the weekend in the loam hut village of friendly local people, who had supplied us with oranges and drinking water, while we exchanged tourist information over the condition of various roads in the countries I have just been travelling through.
I said hallo to the village wish doctor and the neighbours and was allowed to take many photos. Everyone wanted to be photografed at least once. In the evening my host Konatel Moussa and I received delicious rice with peanut sauce and smoked fish, while women and children waited respectfully, until we had finished our meal. Women are doing most of the work here. I was not even allowed to carry my water bucket to the shower or to wash my clothers myself.
When I entered Mali I only received one receipt at the calm border for CFA 15000. To get the actual 3 months valid visa I had to go to the chaotic immigration Office GPS N12°37'58.4" W008°00'48.0" in Bamako. After I have asked several policemen who tried to regulate the traffic, one of them finally escorted me with his moped to the immigration Office. In the heavy traffic different stupid people drove onto me with their mofas several times - luckily without causing any damage on my aluminium cases only to their own bikes.
The policeman knew nearly each man at the immigration Office and managed that I could get my visa on the same day after only 3 hours of waiting. After I got my passport back, I brought it straightly to the Mauretanian embassy, where I applied for my last visa GPS N12°39'42.9 to W007°57'58.1.
With two hours delay I got my visa for Mauritania on the next day and started to travel on a perfect tar road through less green landscape past a few settlements north. The night I spent shortly before Nioro (ATM) with relay friendly native ones who did not understood what I said but still supplied me with nice finger food for small money GPS 15°09'50.6" W009°30'29.7". I found a drinking water pump at GPS N14°15'01.7" W008°08'34.3".
To Enter Mauritania the next day was totally uncomplicated. At the border, there was a money changer, I got a departure stamp and an entry stamp and told them I already have an insurance. Since the official who was in charge for the customs wanted 10 Euro to stamp my carnet I did not use his "service" end entered the country with a motorbike able to be sold there. Shortly after the border I found the first drinking water pump GPS 16°12'02.9" W009°33'23.1", where I filed up my empty supplies.
On the big, straight tar road towards Ayoun I expected nothing dangerous, however I kept my helmet on as a protection against the sun when I stopped for a foto break beside of the road. A while later I heard sliding tires and felt a strong acceleration of my machine which catapulted me into the air. I landed with the helmet first on the road, while a car rushed past.
From a silver, new Toyota Landcruiser 9 arabic man in traditional clothers jumped out and helped me to get up again. One of them spoke a little bit of English and turned out to be a Minister of the country who managed not to see me on this straight road through a wide area with nearly no vegetation at all. He called for the police while my German D2 mobile phone did not work when I tryed to send my present position home to Germany for safety reasons.
I collected my scattered medicines and tools who were lying all over the place. The police took my passport and my insurance and escorted us to the next town. The right of Mauretania is the islamic Sharia. 99% of the people are Moslems here. At the police station they called the shool for the friendly English teacher who came to translate for me. First, the Minister wanted me to pay the big damage on his car.
After a longer argumentation in Arabic between the police and all the others he offered to repair his car on his expenses and finally, after some cups of tea, he was also willing to pay for the repairing of my box. He gave me his hand and went off in a different car while I followed a mechanic in his car to his workshop after I got my documents back from the police.
Surprisingly the mechanic was able to bring the totally bent box back into its old shape. He even knew someone who could do aluminium welding and brought the box to this place. During sunset my luggage system was in functional condition again.
The broken stop light and the broken mini turn signal showed, how closely the car of the Minister drove past at the frame of my machine. One centimeter further right and the motorcycle would have only been a big piece of rubbish by now and without the very strong cases my leg surely would have been broken. My neck was hurting for a few more days but also was still all right. I have been very lucky again like so many times on this journey.
On the next morning I realised that on the 6 gas stations in the village they only sold Diesel for all the Mercedes 190D around, but did not had any petrol there. Hours went by until the police had finally organized 6 litres of petrol for me at a high price so I could drive the 200km pothole runway to Kiffa. There, finally, I could fill up petrol and a very friendly family who owned the restaurant where I had a break, allowed me to camp on their property and offered me a bucket with water to shower GPS N16°36'48.6 W011°23'50.3.
After so many negative things I have heard about kidnaping and tourist attakcs in Mauretania, I was surprised that most of the people in Mauritania were just as friendly as the people in Mali. Hardly anyone begged. Only a few women were masked in black clothers.
There were lots of roadblocks in almost every village. Wherever I was stopped, someone required for fish. Everyone wanted fish. Since I had not counted on such a large demand, I had left my fishing rod at home. Now I had to save my fish, what meant a copy of my passport.
I ignored the whistles of policeman who were lying in the shade under a tree beside the road or who were waving to me. simply waved back very friendly. Only twice the police followed me in their car. My question about the next petrol station prevented that I had to follow all the way back to the post. I ignored my full jerrycan. Water.
After a long trip on the straight road through big dunes, I found a gas station in Aleg again. Friendly customers changed some dollars for me to a better rate than the officials at the border.
The sunshine today was so hot and brightly that I had to use sun glasses. Only long sleeves and gloves in combination with the strongest sun milk on my wrist and face prevented me from getting sunburned. The road glowed and under me glowed my machine who luckily did not make any trouble. Again and again, I had to stop to drink water which I filled up at different roadblocks. The air was hot as if it would have come out of a hairdryer towards me.
After 600 Kilometers, I found a small restaurant in the capital of Mauritania Nouakchott, where I stopped for a break before I wanted to start the last 500km part to Marocco. Unfortunately all Internetcafés were closed, so that I could not send a life sign back to Germany. Is today Friday so thats why Muslims dont work? Yes
When I left the city in order to look for a quiet place to staying overnight, I overhauled a jeep in which I recognized a European face with grey hair.
I set me beside him and asked with hand language whether I could sleep at his place for one nicht.
An upwards showing thumb gave cause of joy. At the next possibility Henrik stopped his car. He worked in Mauritania as a pilot for a swiss oil company and was with his colleagues on the way to the beach bar somewhat outside of the city, a secret place, where all European meet who worked in this area GPS N18°08'47.2" W016°01'42.6".
After a refreshing bath in the ocean waves I followed the team to a safe big house were they even had a very fast internet connection. This allowed me to backup all my fotos, talk to my friends and update this report again :) I got the invitation to stay one more day which I took with pleasure.
Greetings from Mauretania to all of my 200 Website Visitors per day :)
I really got worried when my bike started to consume more petrol then I had calculated for this 500km trip with no petrol station to fill up until Marokko.
When I was total exhausted because of this strong wind, I finally reached Marocco and was glad to find a big petrol station directly at the border Guerguarat.
I showed a 200 rand note from South Africa to one of the intrusive moneychangers and asked him for his course. He pulled out his pocket calculator and offered 9 Dirhams. I did not say anything but was surprised. 9 Dirham were a very bad course for euros who are worth 1:11 in a bank but it was still much more then I could expect for South African rand. He probably thought my 200 rand were Euros. I agreed, took the money and went on. It was a good feeling finally to be on the winners side again.
In Morocco, it was no more problem to get petrol or diesel. Even the boring desert landscape of the taxfree Westsahara steppe was interrupted every 200 kilometers by a gas station and a restaurant. The sea at which I drove along was approx. 20 meters below a natural rocky coast and was out of reach most of the times.
A small attraction on this 2 days and 1000 kilometers long, boring straight tar road was the rally Heroes Legend, who passed me with about 100 best equipped vehicles on their way from Paris to Dakar.
In Guelmim the boring steppe ended and the beautiful part of Morocco without fiscal privilege began.
Just before Tiznit, I had the feeling that my machine no longer went straight forward but somehow felt strange. As I reached the city, a loud, metallic noise out of the rear wheel stopped my trip. The right wheel bearing had fallen into parts. To my big luck this did happen only a few meter from the next garage and not in the middle of the desert. They even had spare bearings there so that I did not need to tough my reserve.
After short negotiation, the mechanic jacked my machine up, removed the rear wheel, welded two spots on the old baring to be able to hammer it out and placed two new bearings into my wheel.
The wheel bearing damage was repaired within the record time of only 30 minutes, then I could continue my journey till sundown with a great new feeling of driving. Like most of the trucks, I spent the night on a petrol station, where they had air pressure which I was allowed to use to clean the sandy air filter of my baby. Continue to next page.


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Guided Cycle Ride - Windermere - 30 October
Date: 30 October 2016
Price: Adults £20, children £12
Start: 10.15am - please arrive promptly to allow time to park and to fit bikes and helmets. Expected return 3pm
A unique opportunity to enjoy a sail on the lake and explore Windermere by bike – without the hassle of traffic. You will be led by trained cycle leaders, crossing the lake from Brockhole via the unique Bike Boat to the quiet western shore.
We then cycle north along the traffic-free cycle path to Wray Castle where Beatrix Potter holidayed as a child. Explore the extensive grounds or relax in the café before heading back for the return sail.
This ride is ideal for families wishing to enjoy cycling in the Lakes without the traffic.
- Grade: easy
- Length: (6 miles) Three hours
Please bring outdoor clothing, a waterproof and a drink (in a small rucksack).
Book your place
Tickets include bike hire and the Bike Boat. Adult and children's bikes are available for hire. Under 5's should be in a trailer or tag-along. All under 16's must be accompanied by a responsible adult.
To book your place, please call the Brockhole Lakeshore team on 07919 881 622.


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The lego art of Nathan Sawaya
A: Why doesn't he just walk around the big white thing?
B: Because it's a metaphor.
A: A metaphor?
B: Yes, the white block represents an obstacle. In life one must overcome obstacles, not just avoid them.
A: Oh, okay, so this guy is walking down the street and someone dumps a big ol' refrigerator box in front of him. So instead of just walking around it, he goes and drags a ladder out and decides he needs to go over it. That makes sense.
B: Metaphoricaly speaking, yes.
A: I see. So would you say a guy who plays with a children's toy all day is like a metaphor for someone who is avoiding growing up and taking any real responsibility?
B: Shut up.
He did a nearly full-size Han Solo in carbonite too.
See also - Eric Harshbarger.


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