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Dear all,
We have been warned. A message arrived this morning, stating that “not everybody who cares for Joy is as kind and compassionate as she”, and that unless we enjoy hanging out with “gangsters”, we will not like to know the people we are messing with, whom according to the message, neither we nor my [...]
We didn’t meet Joy in Germany as she took her scheduled flight after the Transmediale.10 conference back to Taiwan on Wednesday afternoon. On Friday, my father arrived at the airport of Frankfurt and booked his ticket to Taiwan. We decided to follow him.
The flight was a wonderful opportunity for us all to catch up on [...]
Last week, I went to Nigeria to drop my sister off at the airport, and to pick up my dear friend Karin who has come to visit for two and a half weeks.
As we did not have any work-related shopping to do in Kano this time, we were able to take our time heading north [...]
Today is my father’s birthday. Grattis på födelsedagen, pappa!
As I was going through the archives, I stumbled upon the diaries that my brother and sister kept during our 1986 Sahara journey. 1986 was the year that we moved from Tunisia (where we had been staying for two years) to Niger, the least developed country in [...]
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The first major happening after my arrival in Sweden was the wedding of my cousin Lovisa and her beloved Oscar, that took place on my mother’s home island, Smögen. Although it rained up until noon, the clouds distanced themselves in time for the wedding ceremony and throughout the rest of the day, we had bright [...]
Dear readers!
It is my honour to present esthergarvi.com’s very first Guest Blogger! Four years my elder and offering a unique perspective on the childhood that we shared, Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome my very own sister Miriam Garvi!
* A LEGACY OF MEANING * by Miriam Garvi
I consider my upbringing to be a most privileged [...]
I can’t believe that HRH Isolde yar’Arwen is nine months old today! Not only am I amazed at how fast time has gone (as I always am…), but also at what a beautiful horse she is turning into. When I first bred Arwen, I had no real plans of keeping the offspring, but over time [...]
There are few things I love as much as the Niger bush. Having shown you the Zinder bush so many times, I wanted to take you to another part of Niger.
When Hanna, Anette and I had the opportunity to visit Liz in her village, not only did we go camel riding (beginner’s level!) but Liz [...]
Cooking - in my book - is always fun, and as you may have figured out by now, I love to improvise, using the resources that are available.
When we visited Liz (a Peace Corps Volunteer) in her village, we brought a few ingredients for lunch that we knew would not get spoiled in the heat [...]
As soon as we heard that there was a camel in Liz’ village, we wanted to ask the owner if we could ride it.
At that time, the camel was still not back from the market, but the owner (the herder of the village) told us to come back the following day and he would saddle [...]
Arriving at Liz’ village in the remote bush was like stepping into a beautiful little world of its own.
The villagers, who are like Liz’s huge adopted extended family, were very happy to see her again (and “in health!!” seeing she had been taken to Zinder after falling seriously ill) and thrilled to see that she [...]
This past weekend, we had Monday off due to Easter and hence the opportunity to head out on a 24 hour excursion to visit Illami and his new owner Liz in their village in the bush!
On Sunday morning, we packed my mother’s Suzuki with four girls and a fair amount of luggage (you’d be amazed [...]
I promised you yesterday that I’d post a continuation on the 1986 Sahara crossing today, so here goes:
A quick recap for those of you who just dropped in for the first time:
The Garvi Family is on a five week long journey through the Sahara desert, moving their little tribe from the comforts of a temporary [...]
My world in Africa as you know it began in 1986 with a five week long journey through the Sahara desert, when our family moved south after spending two very agreeable years in Tunisia where my parents prepared to set up a project in the least developed country in the world: Niger, West Africa.
In my [...]
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