What do you do when you watch your pack horse galloping towards the North at full speed, and your spare horse towards the South, gleefully whinnying in the wind, and your motorbike refuses to start? Did I mention, we had been riding for close to five hours when the horses decided to run for the hills?… Read More Things have to go terribly wrong at least once per trip
While it may not sound like your typical Sunday hobby, for some, riding reindeer comes naturally from the age of two. And by naturally, I of course mean that your older sibling tossed you over the reindeer’s back and looked on with fondness while you howl. This is how it goes in Mongolia’s far Northern… Read More How to ride reindeer, Mongolian style
“Cupper”. What? In some countries, people have coffee in cups. Coffee cups, not mugs, I know. I won’t go into details about which countries this is, to prevent any undeserved drinking receptacle hatred. A cupper is a coffee cup taster. And this time by “cup” I mean the quality, intensity, body, flavour, acidity… Its makeup. Its… Read More Adventures of a cupper
For many of us, this comes as quite a piece of news. We all know to strive for gender equality, but one might ask, how is this relevant to coffee quality and specialty coffee in particular? And more importantly, what can I – as an actor of the value chain – do about it? These… Read More Coffee and gender justice – one and the same?
A country like no other. Fiercely listed at the bottom of almost every global index for health, economy, gender equality, child mortality, corruption, you name it, the Democratic Republic of the Congo is a world of its own. Try coming in from Rwanda, and you will experience the greatest culture shock of your life, as… Read More Short special: the Democratic Republic of the Congo
3 am. Out of sheer despair, I shake my colleague awake. I needed someone to make decisions for me, and she was the yin to my yang. Me, confused, somewhat dazzled, and her, strong, in control. She finds our insurance card and directs me to the phone. First stroke of genius. I, in some sort… Read More Dar es Salaam by night – into the streets
So you thought you would be safe? That because you travel regularly abroad, to the field, the Democratic Republic of the Congo, you would never get sick again? Well think again.