I finally bought my plane ticket to Peru. I’ll be leaving Stuttgart at the end of this month and, naturally,…
After more than one year in Germany and countless job applications and few interviews (where, by the way, I was always asked about children plans and how long I’ve been married, shouldn’t this be illegal to ask?), it seems like it really doesn’t make sense for me to stay here.
What do you see when you see me?
This post is part of a series of what Peru is like from a non-tourist point of view. I have lived there almost all my life and normally my experiences as a ‘real’ Peruvian are unrelated to what I see in newspapers, magazines and TV.
Is all Peru mountains? Are all Peruvians fit for high elevations?
People still believe there are two worlds. The ‘developed’ world with smaller families, higher incomes and cars. And the ‘developing’ countries with their bad public services, poverty, unsatisfied basic needs and large families. This is not the world we live in anymore!
According to this experience at a movie theatre in Stuttgart, being black is either funny or negative.
Getting advice on how to get a job in Germany sounded like a good idea until I met the advisor.
Guess how many interviews I got after applying to 66 jobs in Germany.