Viele erinnern sich wahrscheinlich nicht mehr an die Rodgau Monotones. Eine der besten deutschen Live-Bands.
Im Song "Normal Haerte" hiess es:"Reden ist nicht Sagen und Hoeren nicht Verstehen. Daran hat sich bis heute kaum Etwas geaendert.
http://www.musikprojekt-d21.de/
Kein Advertisement (weil mein Cousin das Projekt ermoeglicht hat), sondern Support, weil die Message gut und wichtig ist. Weil Menschen sich endlich verstehen muessen und Integration uns alle angeht. Weil das Leben nur zusammen funktioniert und weil wir alle voneinander lernen koennen und muessen....und auch, weil Deutschland meine Heimat ist.
Enjoy!
Mittwoch, 30. März 2011
Montag, 28. März 2011
What are you driving ?
Sometimes I have the funny feeling that to many Istanbulians it is more important what you drive than what you are. Everytime you meet new people you can be sure that someone will ask you this question.
I always answer 'metrobus, metro, trains, dolmus and taxies and will sure get that implausible look...
Public transport in 'the Bul' will get you anywhere anytime but trying to understand how the system works
will take some considerable amount of time, nerves and determination. I am still trying!
A timetable only seems to be some sort of decoration for a station. The bus/train/metro will eventually come, if it is packed wait for the next one or hold on to your wallet and get in.
Living in Istanbul means that you have to arrange your daily life keeping in mind that your time management should always include that 'omnipresent monster' TRAFFIC which assumes power over the city every day from around 0700am to 2300pm (at weekends even longer).
Traffic does not make an inherent difference between people. Everybody from students to coporate managers (unless they use helicopters) will get caught.
Fact is that you can simply not be there in a 'little bit' !
Peak rush-hour traffic means a complete 'stand still' accompanied by an orchestra of horn honking. I wonder if there is a special code for honking horns. Angry honks (single long honk), the 'come on let's go honk' (short, successive) and many more all probably with different meanings. All these honks come together with significant gestures and some swearing and shouting underlining the honk-code.
Cab drivers will also honk (a short, friendly honk) to get the attention of potential clients. I am taking my hat off to all cab drivers in Istanbul although they always give me that reproachful look when I fasten my seatbelt.
I can not imagine being in that traffic every day for up to 18 hours and more every single day!
These guys have to be either stress resistant or they are stress junkies. There are more than 18 thousand taxies in Istanbul plus an unknown number of so called 'private taxies' in this daily battle. Add busses, service vehicles, trucks and 'dolmus' and you will get the perfect recipe for chaos.
This city is not made for pedestrains. Walkways are usually used for parking. Forget driving a bicycle unless you have plans to painfully kill yourself. In some areas of Istanbul you could at least be sure that you would be hit by a luxury gas guzzling monster. It sometimes seems that there are more oversized 4WD jeeps in Istanbul than VW beetles in Mexico and still they are whining about gas prices of over 2 Euros/ltr.?!
I have to catch a bus now...whishing everybody a great week!
I always answer 'metrobus, metro, trains, dolmus and taxies and will sure get that implausible look...
Public transport in 'the Bul' will get you anywhere anytime but trying to understand how the system works
will take some considerable amount of time, nerves and determination. I am still trying!
A timetable only seems to be some sort of decoration for a station. The bus/train/metro will eventually come, if it is packed wait for the next one or hold on to your wallet and get in.
Living in Istanbul means that you have to arrange your daily life keeping in mind that your time management should always include that 'omnipresent monster' TRAFFIC which assumes power over the city every day from around 0700am to 2300pm (at weekends even longer).
Traffic does not make an inherent difference between people. Everybody from students to coporate managers (unless they use helicopters) will get caught.
Fact is that you can simply not be there in a 'little bit' !
Peak rush-hour traffic means a complete 'stand still' accompanied by an orchestra of horn honking. I wonder if there is a special code for honking horns. Angry honks (single long honk), the 'come on let's go honk' (short, successive) and many more all probably with different meanings. All these honks come together with significant gestures and some swearing and shouting underlining the honk-code.
Cab drivers will also honk (a short, friendly honk) to get the attention of potential clients. I am taking my hat off to all cab drivers in Istanbul although they always give me that reproachful look when I fasten my seatbelt.
I can not imagine being in that traffic every day for up to 18 hours and more every single day!
These guys have to be either stress resistant or they are stress junkies. There are more than 18 thousand taxies in Istanbul plus an unknown number of so called 'private taxies' in this daily battle. Add busses, service vehicles, trucks and 'dolmus' and you will get the perfect recipe for chaos.
This city is not made for pedestrains. Walkways are usually used for parking. Forget driving a bicycle unless you have plans to painfully kill yourself. In some areas of Istanbul you could at least be sure that you would be hit by a luxury gas guzzling monster. It sometimes seems that there are more oversized 4WD jeeps in Istanbul than VW beetles in Mexico and still they are whining about gas prices of over 2 Euros/ltr.?!
I have to catch a bus now...whishing everybody a great week!
Donnerstag, 24. März 2011
Welcome to MyIstanBlues
Hi,
I love & hate Istanbul (!) and always wanted to share some good & bad experiences that I've made as a 'semi foreigner' in this fantastic city. There'll be true stories whenever I find the time to write but nothing regular.
Some serious amount of brain storming & catching up is required before I get started to review the past 18 years (that I've been in and out of 'the Bul').
So finally I decided to create this blog (thanks to my brother). Some posts might be in German, some in English. I would also like to publish stories of other people that I've met here during the years. So please feel free to drop a line and share your experiences in one of the most exciting cities in the world - ISTANBUL !
ISTANBUL!
I love & hate Istanbul (!) and always wanted to share some good & bad experiences that I've made as a 'semi foreigner' in this fantastic city. There'll be true stories whenever I find the time to write but nothing regular.
Some serious amount of brain storming & catching up is required before I get started to review the past 18 years (that I've been in and out of 'the Bul').
So finally I decided to create this blog (thanks to my brother). Some posts might be in German, some in English. I would also like to publish stories of other people that I've met here during the years. So please feel free to drop a line and share your experiences in one of the most exciting cities in the world - ISTANBUL !
ISTANBUL!
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