Late upload but I went to Tollwood festival in München (Munich) with my friends so here’s a picture of us with the statue Bavaria where it’s held! .
You can’t really tell from this photo but that damn statue is ENORMOUS (Wikipedia tells me 18.5m tall!) It was actually a really fab night, even if the weather was minus a million degrees and we utterly froze getting there - inside the tent it was warm and I drank Bayerisch Hell (beer from Bavaria) and ate Hungarian Lángos (which was amazing) with people from France and Spain and India and Germany and .
Overall just had so so much fun!! I think there’s a photo of us somewhere of us dancing like utter nutters outside the festival entrance and tbh no regrets
“The Taliban is what got us to come to Germany. My dad was a high ranked officer in the army, that oppressed the Taliban. The last day in Afghanistan was the one day when I came back from school, and all I saw was ambulances, the army, and fire. The Taliban attacked, and threatened my dad to work for them, and if he didn’t my whole family would be slaughtered. My father didn’t have a high chance of survival after the bomb, but even at the best recovery he wouldn’t be able to continue his normal routines. That night my father said that I have to run away. At the age of 16 years old, my mission to get to Germany begun. It costs over 9000 Euros to get smuggled, and it wasn’t all that easy. We first started towards Iran by car, and which I remember to get across the border you needed to swim. I knew how to swim, but the guy with me didn’t. I wanted to help him, but the current was too strong which led us to lose grip, and by the time I reached the end of the river I never saw him come out. The others and I started a two week process of walking to Turkey. With many people losing their motivation, some of us made it on time to catch the boats that led to Greece. The boats had small generators that not only failed half the time, but also could not carry the extra luggage, and belongings. I saw many of the boats around us stop, this resulted in the children, parents, and even elders to jump off trying to swim, before they got caught by patrol. A few weeks pass by, and by the time I couldn’t fight anymore, I reached Bulgaria, and soon enough, I had received the news that I will get an asylum in Germany. That’s when hell soon became heaven.” [A Human of Wuppertal] (part 1/2)
The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson💭♥️💫
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📸 Photograph by: @sennarelax 🔥
📍 Location: #Germany#Bavaria 🇩🇪