Once a year, the sea seethes off the coast of the Eastern Cape. Hundreds of dolphins and whales follow the largest animal migration on the planet, the sardine run. The actual spectacle takes place however under the water surface. Because marine mammals, predatory fish, as well as curious snorkelers, they are all out for the big jackpot - the baitball from sardines.
For four hours Steffi and I are already here on this wild coast in the south of Australia. It is cold. Bitter cold. We're shaking all over, but every second out here was worth it. After we defied the night, we were rewarded with a wonderful sunrise.
I shout quietly as he slides past me sideways.
For us protégés is clearly written the blank panic in the face. Everyone looks around hastily left and right for a suitable bush, in which one can dive if necessary.
With confused thoughts in the head and strange noises in the ear, we still find a bit restless sleep. Just in time for sunrise ...
This has nothing to do with a leisurely safari ride: For four days, strap everything on your back and explore the truly wild Kruger National Park with your feet!
South Africa. Quarter to five in the morning. The alarm clock is ringing. And that although we neither work nor have to go to university. We still bravely pelt out of bed. After all, we do not want to miss the meeting with our little friends.
Pretty much everyone I talked to says: Do not drive there. Disgusting had to be the place. So we got in and drove off to Khayelitsha.
Maboneng is the hippest district in Johannesburg. But it's right in the middle of one of the most dangerous parts of the city. In one street the cosmopolitan youth strolls, in the other live the poorest in the dirt. Can this work permanently? A report.