Category: Travels

Four activists from the Syndikat pub travel to London to talk to their landlords. Their goal: a new lease.

London’s most famous pub Photo: twitter.com/syndikat44

With a list of 4,000 signatures for their stay in the luggage, four activists of the Neukolln pub Syndikat stand on Tuesday in London’s Cavendish Square in front of a new building with the house number 33. Christian, a member of the collective for over eleven years, and his comrades-in-arms visit the owners of their house. They want to talk to the Pears brothers – who own the group of companies of the same name. Because their real estate branch owns more than 6,000 apartments in Germany, especially in Berlin, including the house in Weisestrasse.

The former propaganda newspaper "Global New Light" is now a mouthpiece for the democratic government. It cannot report freely.

Newspaper vendors in Yangon: State newspapers compete with private media Photo: imago/ZUMA Press

The shiny silver cord of the telephone connects Aye Min Soe with the "Man in the clouds", the man from the clouds. It stands on an oilcloth tablecloth on Aye Min Soe’s desk in the mint-green-painted editorial offices of the Global New Light of Myanmar, the English-language state newspaper that still exists even though Burma has had a democratic government for almost a year.

Do monkeys have a sense of humor? That’s what T. C. Boyle, the California king of clever conversation, explores in his new novel, "Talk to Me."

Seems to be a fan of Jane Goodall: T.C. Boyle Photo: Britta Pedersen/dpa

One feels directly ashamed of his genre when thinking back to the time T. Boyle refers to at the beginning of his new novel "Talk to Me." A time when chimps were dressed in shirts and ties, put a fag in their mouths and donned sunglasses to be paraded on the talk show "Ronny’s Pop Show" for the laughs in between.

The further I get away from Europe, the closer it gets to me. Europe, that is queues of varying speed at entry.

My EU passport is repeatedly taken out of my hand by acquaintances in Eastern Europe Photo: dpa

When I think about my relationship with Europe, I think about two experiences in particular. Experiences that I have had outside the EU. Beyond the Schengen Wall, but in regions that have long been counted as part of Europe and where many see themselves as Europeans. These are experiences that I have only had as an observer. Because I have a good passport. A premium EU passport. A burgundy one with golden letters.