Becoming a Sea Turtle Conservationist

The show must go on

Wow, it has been over three months since my last update! I have to admit, I wasn’t really in the mood of writing a new blog post and things have been going crazy as well. So I wanted some tranquility and some good stories to tell before I continue giving updates from my way of becoming… well, something.

The initial plan of being a sea turtle conservationist-for-life seems to become more and more a dream I was chasing after in my youth. I feel like I arrived in reality, like probably so many other people of my age after they’ve finished university. Now it’s time to get some money, which means: work for at least five days a week (PAID work and no super-hippy-fun-travel volunteering any more!). Continue reading “The show must go on”


Hello San Juan del Sur, you ugly little beachfront town

Well, we finally moved to San Juan del Sur, after discussing it again and again for months. I wasn’t happy at first, simply because Managua offered me some kind of useful infrastructure (great supermarkets, useful hospital and medical center, shopping malls, western fast food restaurants etc.) and because I did not want to be one of those 2000 foreigners who come to “exotic” Nicaragua and end up in the most touristic, development-spoilt town in this country.

Also, I get a heart attack every time I stroll along the beach. Simply, because it is ALL FULL of restaurants and bars, owned by some richer locals who still want to jump on the tourist train. They think the closer they are to the ocean the more tourists will come in and eat. However, besides public holidays, I see a nearly empty beach and five waiters standing outside of each restaurant waiting desperately for some guests. Continue reading “Hello San Juan del Sur, you ugly little beachfront town”

Just another ordinary German in Nicaragua

Wow. I really think my life right now is a bit boring. Or let’s say: ordinary. Totally normal. I live together with my partner in a rented apartment. I work from Monday until Friday. I watch over the money I spend throughout the week. I have a car. I have two cats. From time to time I do some kind of work-out to work against that fat belly. On the weekends I go on fun trips to the beach or to the mountains, watching my man surf, relaxing and discovering new places. I keep dreaming about a better future.

I learned to be a Geographer. I then planned to become a sea turtle conservationist. I dreamed about being an eco-hotel owner. But for now, I am just a pretty boring freelancer.
My work life is about the exact opposite of what I wanted it to be. I work on the computer all day long, I don’t move at all and live very unhealthy, and I don’t talk to anyone until my man comes back home in the afternoon. Continue reading “Just another ordinary German in Nicaragua”


Love and frustration: about cars, poachers and cats


People who have seen me around cats before know that I LOVE them. But I never had them as a pet myself. Now, living in Nicaragua with a high kitten supply and low animal welfare standards, it was the right time for me to finally get my very own kittens. With just six weeks of age the two were transferred from Melvin’s hometown to the big city. Here, they have stayed in the patio and kitchen ever since, which – with all the people, furniture and plants around – is a huge semi-outdoor playground for them. They are running, whirling and playing around, meaouwing, eating, sleeping and being indefinitely adorable. Continue reading “Love and frustration: about cars, poachers and cats”


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