DO NOT ASK FOR SUGAR
Why should you take this novel with you on vacation? Because my stories, drenched in sweat, tears, and road dust, show how to travel, fail, and survive, – and still maintain a sense of humour.
For example, when you: • escape the harsh winter, pale, exhausted, and fall asleep under a Sinhalese coconut palm, • fall in love with a Kiwi in Bangkok, of all places, • then wander aimlessly through Australia’s arid desert, • speed through the tropical rainforest with shady characters in a stolen rental car, • wake up from a deep coma in a South Indian hospital, • hike through lush marijuana fields in the magnificent mountains and valleys of Nepal, • and then coming up with the brilliant idea of taking some “agricultural products” home with you.
BERNHARD CHRISTOPH LICHTINGER
was born into a family of doctors in Stuttgart (southern Germany) on July 21, 1961, the fifth of six sons. The author, family man, craftsman, autodidact, inventor and entrepreneur attended one kindergarten, 10 schools, countless countries and 2 East German prisons. Released to Baden-Württemberg after 353 days of miserable food (on Friday, November 13, 1987), Christoph taught himself computer-aided drawing. He first freelanced for the IBM chip factory and then for the sports car fanatic architect Bernd Frank. After he managed to finance his parents' property, Christoph founded his own residential construction company in 1995, which was hit hard by the global financial crisis 13 years later (2008), whereupon he lost everything except the old villa that belonged to him and his second great love Dorothee. After his divorce, Christoph found his first great love Suzanne on the internet and flew to New Zealand to meet her in August 2015.
And yes, it is true love! Six months later, Christoph has a little more time again and begins to write down his story …
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