Back to the stone age: Being in a long-distance relationship with the citizen of a socialist country

Long-distance relationships are difficult enough – even if you have all technological means to make distance shorter it is still pretty damn hard. Now technology is something many of us have learned to take for granted – and I do not exclude myself here. In fact, I think many LDR couples nowadays rely so much on technology that it’s nearly impossible to imagine keeping your relationship running without it.

Ali and I started out our LDR when smartphones, tablets, WhatsApp and even facebook weren’t around. We met each other in an online game called Ragnarok and we communicated via the internal game chat most of the time. Other than that we used MSN or ICQ messenger – and e-mails! At times Ali used those free text messaging websites in order to write to me when I was out (since he did not have a German line) and later when voice and video chats became a thing we starting hanging out on Skype a lot. Hah, it sounds so prehistoric, just like our parents talking about vinyl or recording cassettes…Or maybe we are acrually getting old :P
So the longer our LDR lasted the easier communication became due to technological progress. I can still remember the huge difference it made for us when we both finally owned smartphones. Suddenly I did not have to be stuck in front of my laptop at home anymore in order to talk to Ali: I could even send messages on the run.

I wish it would continue to go on like that for us. But in the past years we have had to learn how to do more and more without technology and that less technology means increased distance. As Ali lives in Venezuela, a socialist country moving closer to economic breakdown every day now, even matter of course things like internet or even electricity have become scarce. Due to little rainfall (that’s not the only reason/problem, but I will let politics aside for now) the Guri dam produces not enough electricity for the grown population so that the government has decided to cut electricity and water for two periods of 4 hours each everyday. For us this means: 2 x 4 hours without internet, charging his phone or computer. Hours without communication. So on top of time difference we also have to coordinate with power cuts now. Yes, it is as bad as it sounds. There have been times when I read news about riots, shot protesters or other bad things going on and I was not able to contact him or he me to tell me he is alright. It doesn’t make this LDR thing any easier when you fear the country your SO lives in to go up in flames any time.

Actually just now being in Kenya I have learned how these phases of power cuts must truly feel for him. It also means no TV, no radio, no computer games, no movies. And you better save your battery because you cannot be sure when or if the electricity comes back on. You are damned to boredom and doing nothing, especially if you have nothing to read or no offline hobbies like drawing or writing. It can be really frustrating at times. What I normally do when I’m bored is eat. But even food is too expensive in Venezuela to practice it as a hobby.

Having your SO live in a socialist country also means that they are exposed to any other kind of shortages that might occur.
Your laptop breaks?  Well, my fiancee studied informatics – here in Germany it would be an easy thing for him to buy the component he needs to fix it. But computer parts have – just like pretty much everything else – become unavailable. And if you are lucky enough to find what you are looking for they will charge you horrendous amounts of money that you think not twice but ten times if you want to sacrifice dinner for the rest of the week in order to fix your computer.
Well – just buy a new laptop then? HAH! Of course, with a 700% inflation new latops are barely affordable, too.
Getting sick? Good luck finding those little relief pills costing less than 5€ in Germany – but at least you get a worried girlfriend for free on top of it.
Your car needs a new tire?  Well, I guess trips to the embassy for marriage paperwork will be really tough from now on because there are simply no affordable tires available for the moment and near future.
You want to visit your girlfriend?  Too bad international airlines have almost stopped operating in your country and they won’t sell tickets to anyone who wants to pay in the national currency as they are not allowed to exchange this money into international currencies (which makes it basically worthless as there is nothing to buy within the country). So you will have to travel by road to a neighbouring country to take the flight from there. Because a 14 hours plane travel alone is not stressful enough already. In fact I have had these nightmarish visions of the permanent closure of Venezuelan borders to put an end to our plans to finally close the distance for some time now. I honestly don’t know how I would fare with this. That the borders have in fact been partially closed don’t do my nerves any good. These are the reasons I have stopped visiting him and his family in Venezuela and instead kept paying his tickets to Germany. Maybe this relationship is one reason why I became so interested in the past of socialist eastern Germany – history repeats itself.

By now I have started paying almost everything for Ali And I wish I could cover the needs of his family too as they have always been friendly, very nice hosts and supportive so we could be together. He didn’t like it at first, to say the least. In fact he refused to accept my my financial support until we got into a really big fight where I told him that he keeps delaying closing the distance because of his pride and stubborness. That was when I was fed up from spending ages looking for afforable German courses in Germany and Ali still doing the maths after every offer I presented to him. Basic German needs are only one of the requirements by German authorities in order to get married in Germany and I thought it would be the wisest thing for him to learn the language whereit is spoken and where we could also spend time together in person. Our first arrangement was that I would just pay a part of the fees but as Venezuela’s economy crumbled so did Ali’s income.

But I truly don’t mind. Our relationship is way beyond taking notes on how much we spend for or on each other. This relationship has always been expensive for both of us. We would always save most of our money in order to see each other and have a nice time while we were together. Although we are not going to marry in church I guess we are taking this “in good times and bad times” thing to the next level.

And I am not going to lie: I also see one good thing about this crisis. What always bugged me before was that Ali was determined and willing to give up his family, his friends, his life in order to close the distance – while I would get to keep all these + him. I felt selfish, I was not sure if I could justify his sacrifice in front of myself – especially in case we broke up in some near or distant future. In fact I have been the one to delay closing the distance at some points because of my concerns. Now that Venezuela is in ruins I almost feel like saving someone from a life with no future. I love him so much but even in the unlikely events that our paths should separate in the future I will never regret having succeeded in helping a person to live a better-off life outside Venezuela. My concerns were basically wiped out by socialism at it’s worst. It’s still not fair that he has to give up everything as pretty much everyone below the age of 40 has no future in Venezuela. But like this I can justify “stealing” him from his home country all the way,

*By the way, personally I would describe my political views as left-wing and I think many core goals of socialism are worth achieving. But there has yet to come one socialist system that proves it can truly realize a good and safe life for every member of society.

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10 years of long-distance #wtf?!

The day Ali popped the question was our 10th anniversary, Dec. 4th, 2015. Ten years of permanent long distance relationship, only interrupted by shorther or longer stays at his places in Venezuela and Barcelona and my places in Hannover, Karlsruhe and Berlin.

10 years! Whenever I tell people how long we have been together their jaws drop open, especially when they hear that all this time was spent in LDR. Why the hell would you do that?

Well, Ali and I met when we were faily young. We became a couple when I was only 16 years old, years away from finishing school, Ali, 21 at the time, still in university. I cannot remember if we have ever really talked about it in specific, but we must have – as we have always talked about pretty much everything (which by the way has sure been one key factor to why we are still together): But in my mind it was always pretty clear that we both should not let this relationship come between us and our education and dreams. After school it would have been much easier for us if I had started an apprenticeship. I would have earned a little money, gained experience on the job and a foothold in some company while after 3 years max I would have been trained and set for a permanent full-time position. That would have been the easy way.

But I did not want to look back years later regretting my decision. A decision I would have made for a relationship that by that time might not even exist anymore. I know many people in LDR are head over heels, and I sure was as well at some point, but when it came to life-changing decisions I have always been a stone-cold realist (maybe another reason why our relationship is so bold). Some people might think it’s egoistic not to step back for your relationship. I don’t think so, I call it survival. I have never been a risk-taker. So whatever decisions I have made in my life, they were always played on the safe side. It’s also healthy self-reference not to forget your own life, your own dreams, your hobbies, your friends, your family. Don’t give up what you cherish in your life apart from your relationship. I always knew that our relationship would benefit if I was at ease and peace with myself because I would channel this balance into it. In the end a relationship consists of two individuals with individual needs and personalities that need to be taken care of.

And Ali never pushed me. On the contrary he always backed me when it came to pursuing my dreams. He was happy when I was happy. Selflessness -another key factor to the survival of LDRs.

So after school (almost 5 years had passed) I studied public relations – a career very close to my dream job journalist/author but better paid  ;)  and afterwards did my M.A. in communication management. Not taking any unnecessary breaks, not going abroad, gaining job experience with suited internships and student jobs on the side but still performing above average *shoulder pat*. It wasn’t easy, it was exhausting and at times I felt like I knew nothing of this “student life” involving fun and parties that everyone talked about. This was my compromise, my sacrifice for our relationship: Getting done as soon as possible. Because if I got my way I should at least not waste any time. And still my university career took 5 years until I finally graduated last summer. And that is how easily 10 years sum up. The love for each other has maybe cooled down a little in terms of “settled” as it happens with every long-term relationship but it has become deeper and deeper. In fact, when I look at the two of us it reminds me of those old couples you somtimes see on the street, still holding hands. Isnt that what many people’s relationsip goals are?

And in a way all the decisions I have made have created a solid basis for our life together. I am finally full-time employed with a permanent contract, not earning very much but well enough to support us both. Not being able to do that was always my biggest fear but I have fought it with all I had. We are getting married on Sep 30th, 2016 and although I look back on the past 10 years with a warm feeling in my belly I cannot wait to call this LDR past.

Funnily this post was supposed to describe the day of our engagement. I guess, I’ll postpone that for another time  ;-)

TLDR – Don’t forget about yourself in a LDR. Your self-confidence will bring balance to your relationship and make passing time much easier.

 

 

Insecurity and LDR double standards

So, I am sorry I haven’t been writing in some time. My new semester at university has started and classes, group works and tasks have already taken its toll again (it’s been two weeks since the semester started – what the heck?!). Oh, and I’m also massively working overtime.

And to be honest – I was also a little clueless on what to write about. Until I haven’t signed a contract that will ensure my employment for after June and guarantee me the chance to move to Berlin with my employer I feel a little insecure to make plans on precisely how, where and when to get Ali to Germany. I hope to have news about this within the next two or three weeks…Plan A is still a language course for him.

Meanwhile the Aliens Department in my hometown (get the joke with my blog title now?) surprised me by answering my question about the so called “Verpflichtungserklärung” (which is basically a commitement by a German citizen to cover the costs for living  for a foreign visitor, student, tourist or such) within one day via e-mail. I was a little confused because in the form I found on their website it said the maximum duration for the visit can be three months, which is way too short for the language courses we had in mind. So I wasn’t sure if I had actually found the right form. They told me to just state the number of the months he actually wants to stay here anyway, regardless of the remark in the form. So much about self-explanatory bureaucracy.

And because university, my job and my long-distance relationship isn’t enough already I had the brilliant idea to sign up for three voluntary teams in a club that helps to promote my degree program to possible future employers.

So I met with some of the other volunteers in a bar on Thursday to talk about how we divide the work that has to be done. And as it always is and because there actually wasn’t that much work to divide we also chatted about a lot of other stuff. I don’t quite remember how we got there but one of my class mates told another girl from a different semester about her boyfriend who studies in Latvia – so obviously a long-distance relationship (LDR). I was just beginning to feel sympathetic towards her when the girl she talked to mentioned someone she knows from Greece who is in a long-distance relationship with someone from Latin America. She also mentioned how difficult it is for them to see each other frequently because of how expensive plane tickets are. My classmate replied: “This sounds mean – but it won’t last between them for long.” This somehow hit me hard – and I don’t know why, because I have heard people disencourage LDR couples so often. But how dare you judge another LDR couple you know nothing about not to make it if you are in a LDR yourself. Well, sure it’s so much easier to visit each other if it’s “just” 1.000 kilometers separating you instead of 8.000+ but LDR remains LDR. And if you are in a LDR yourself why would you be so judgemental about other couples who are in pretty much the same situation as you are. I guess I’ll have to try hard not to let this influence me in how I interact with her in the future because hearing her say that made me kind of sad, to be honest. Are those double standards already? I don’t know.

Have you had negative experience with people judging your or someone else’s LDR? I’d be curious to hear about them.

LDR Playlist: The night before Good-Bye

It has actually been some time since I got to spend time with Ali. While I may not remember every single time we had to say good-bye in detail a bittersweet feeling overcomes me whenever I think back.

The last evenings and nights together in a LDR are always drenched in melancholy. You are happy that you are still together and grieving because you know that with every minute that passes your good-bye comes closer – and in many cases that good-bye will have to hold for months. Worn from lack of sleep I often found myself feeling like on my way to the slaughter house during the final trip to the airport. I pretty much just wanted “it”, the long process of saying good-bye that often begins days before, to be over.

1. Eagle Eye Cherry – Save Tonight 

I think this was one of the first songs that I discovered after starting out with Ali and could identify with. I like this one in particular because the mood is not as melancholic as in many other songs about saying good-bye. That makes it much easier to listen to, especially when you have just gone through saying good-bye. It focuses on the bright side of the last night and rather encourages you to enjoy your last hours together instead of sinking in grief.

 

Well, we know I’m going away
And how I wish, I wish it weren’t so
so take this wine and drink with me
let’s delay our misery…

Save tonight
Fight the break of dawn
Come tomorrow
Tomorrow I’ll be gone

There’s a log on the fire
and it burns like me for you
Tomorrow comes with one desire… 
to take me away

It ain’t easy to say goodbye
Darling, please, don’t start to cry
’cause girl you know I’ve got to go
and Lord I wish it wasn’t so

 

2. Maroon 5 – Daylight

This one is quite new and pretty much the “emo” version of Safe Tonight, at least that’s what I thought when I paid attention to the lyrics for the first time. Maybe “emo” is too harsh but it is definitely melancholic and I wouldn’t dare to listen to this song with anyone around when I’m still emotional from saying good-bye. After all, the lyrics focus on the morning (symbolized by the daylight) instead of the last night itself as Save Tonight does, which is probably exactly the reason it makes me feel much sadder. Anyhow, the lyrics are really sweet and I think anyone in a long-distance relationship can identify so well. The Play For Change version below is not that emo, however ;)

 

Here I am waiting, I’ll have to leave soon, why am I holdin’ on
We knew this day would come, we knew it all along
How did it come so fast
This is our last night, but it’s late and I’m tryin’ not to sleep
‘Cuz I know, when I wake I will have to slip away

Here I am starring, at your perfection in my arms; so beautiful.
The sky is getting bright, the stars are burnin’ out.
Somebody slow it down.
This is way too hard, ‘cuz I know when the sun comes up I will leave
This is my last glance that will soon be memories

And when the daylight comes I’ll have to go
But, tonight I’m ‘gonna hold you so close
‘Cuz in the daylight, we’ll be on our own
But, tonight I need to hold you so close

 

3. Something Corporate – Wait

Is this a LDR song? I’m not sure, but at least I like to read it as one. Anyhow, Something Corporate is/was one of my favourite bands. Sadly, they had split up before I even got to know them. The lead singer Andrew McMahon has a way with cryptic lyrics and sometimes I still find myself discovering new meanings to their songs although I have listened to them a hundred times before.

I can hear ticking clocks,
Running rampant in me,
Chiming in apogee
Waiting for the synergy
Of her and me waiting on the light
And I never say goodnight
Never say that I’m always right

Now in you girl
I’m content to drown
You’re so high and I’m so down
This night’ll end sooner but much sooner now
I’m awake in you and you’re asleep in me
All the things I’ll never be
Make me wonder could you see
And I said

Wait, till I hit the ground harder
Wish I could wait, to hear your heartbeat fast
Wish I could wait till I missed her flavour
My days are numbered here
And I don’t want to be the last one home
Don’t want to be the last one home

This post is for everyone in LDR and especially for fellow blogger  ;)

There truly seems to be an organisation for ANY purpose

I have trouble sleeping lately. And as always when I’m lying in bed and it’s dark and quiet, my mind begins to wander like at no other time during the day. With all the worries of how Ali and I will be able to live together permanently in the future I naturally spend a lot of time researching on governmental websites, trying to understand criteria, conditions and laws. So while lying in the pitch black a thought passed through my mind: “I really wish there was any organisation of people who has already gone through this whole process and who are willing to share their knowledge and guide others through the same situation they have been in.” I  thought once Ali and me are through with this I should definitely start something like that – although I would most probably just want to forget about the hassle that is annoying me out of mind already before it has even really started.

And well, because I could not sleep, anyway, I grabbed my mobile lying on my bedside locker and searched Google for an organisation like that. I don’t know why exactly it surprised me that I actually found one. A German one. An organisation with an office in my hometown. And free advisory service. What?

I guess it surprised me because I had never heard of “Verband internationaler Familien und Partnerschaften” (Association of International Families and Partnerships) during all the years in this binational long-distance relationship when I have been reading associated blogs and forums all this time (eff you Google rankings!). The association does not only help (married) couples to make it to live together but also argues against racial discrimination and racism, and for cultural diversity, integration and many other topics that concern couples from two different countries and/or cultures:

“This association represents the interests of binational families and partnerships throughout Germany. We support the social and legal equality of people regardless of their skin color or their cultural origin. We work as a non-profit organization in more than 20 cities in and outside of Germany. Counseling women and men regarding all issues of binational marriages and relationships is one focus of our work. We use legal restrictions and the various forms of disadvantage and discrimination as an opportunity to inform the public and to provide a basis for dialogue between the organization and the federal government. One of our most important tasks is to highlight the chances and possibilities that arise when people of different cultures live together.
(Verband binationaler Familien und Partnerschaften)

This is what I really appreaciate about Germany: there are clubs and organisation for whatsoever “silly” purpose you can think of. And while may only a minority of the population can actually identify with the goals of each single one, the minorities are exactly the ones who need someone to speak up for them.

Although our primary goal is for Ali to take German class in Germany first, whenever it comes to marrying it is good to know that there are people you can turn to for help and that obviously you are not as alone as you think you are. And after all, marrying and all the paperwork that comes with it might not be as far away as I like to think…Hail bureaucracy!

How Venezuela is testing our relationship

© Carlos Garcia Rawlins/Reuters

Ali and I ended up fighting last night and to be honest, it did not even surprise me. I somehow expected that the tension of the past days and weeks would sooner or later be released within our interactions. I don’t even remember how it all started but the primary reason was an opinion I picked up from this blog article. The (foreign) author living in Venezuela argues that it seems like many Venezuelans rely on and hope for foreign (foremost U.S.) intervention to improve the situation in Venezuela. I have read numerous tweets and comments like that on the internet as well, so I mentioned this to Ali. I said that maybe one of the reasons why Ukrainians have been more successful in their protests is the level of organisation among the opposition and people relying less on influence from the outside and more on their own actions – even at risk of their own death.

Well, to put it mildly, Ali wasn’t too happy about my remarks and felt like I had just accused the entire nation of his homeland of being lazy couch potatoes – and well, maybe without wanting to I did.

It is true that I – as a foreigner who has only spent a few months in Venezuela and has only basic Spanish language skills – am not as involved and informed as any Venezuelan citizen, although I try my best to keep up with domestic politics. What I can offer, though, are neutral opinions about what I read and experience – something many Venezuelans seem to have willingly forgotten. I think it’s critical to demand press freedom and at the same time not considering anything that differs from your own solid notions. Not everyone who doesn’t completely agree with you is automatically your enemy. That being said I know it is far easier to ask for such virtous behavior when I am not directly affected by the events in Venezuela. I am, however, indirectly affected: with Ali wanting to leave as soon as possible I will have to adjust my future plans as well and of course I identify with his home country.

And just to be clear about this and before I receive hate comments, I would never dare to blame or criticize anyone for being too afraid to go out and demonstrate when you cannot besure if you will be shot on the spot. I’m pretty sure I wouldn not be brave enough myself. I am merely saying that the people of Ukraine seemed more reckless at the end than Venezuelans are at the moment – which might have been one of the reasons they have overthrown their government when protests in Venezuela seem rather smoldering to me. And God forbid, I am not calling for violence in any way. What Venezuela really needs, in my opinion, is national reconciliation and an end to thinking in social classes. 

The essence of our fight would probably be me acting less omiscient when it comes to Venezuelan politics and Ali reconsidering his attitude towards views conflicting with his own opinion. Maybe a lesson everyone in the discussion about recent protest in Venezuela should take to their hearts? Certainly.

Good news: A job? As in “a real job”?

So, Berlin it is. One year to say good-bye to my hometown.

The situation in Venezuela during the last days had me so worried that I was barely able to process what a blessing happened to me and what it would mean for Ali and me.

As a student I have been working for a development organisation for more than two year and in November they offered me a terminated part-time job to cover up for another employee who was quitting for another job. My contract would expire in June 2014 – after that the organisation’s office in Hannover, my hometown, would be closed and the remaining employees would have to choose from moving to Berlin, where the new German HQ would be, or quit. Anyhow, this was of no concern to me since my contract would terminate at the end of June, anyway. But this week my supervisor asked me if I could imagine to keep working for them after June. And even though I will not be able to move to Berlin until February 2015 because of my master degree they want to keep me. I would be working from home for about 7 months and then move to Berlin in my final master semester when I won’t have any classes but will only write my thesis.

Wow – this is so awesome. I mean, although the German economy is running well the competition for jobs is tough in the field of communications and public relations. I can see that when I talk to my ex fellow students from my bachelor degree. Finding a real job right after graduation is difficult and payment is low. This had me worried for a long time because I knew it would probably depend on me and my success on finding a job how fast Ali and I would be able to get married and therefore move together. So this is lifted off my shoulders for now – and it feels just great!


Silly me started following blogs about Berlin and looking for flats in Berlin immediately. There are a few downsides, of course: My family and friends live in Hannover and although Hannover is rather infamous amongst Germans I love my hometown (seriously, it’s actually quite pretty!). I will also not be able to study a semester abroad as I had planned or be able to gain experience in the free economy by an internship during my final master semester. I am a little afraid that I my vitae will be too dominated by experience in the non-profit sector to be able to work in the free economy afterwards. But I’m sure I’ll make things work as I always have – independent strong woman right here ;)

The only bitter taste about all of this is: Marrying in combination with financial security is the safest way to immigrate to Germany. It really should not be that way.

Not the Valentine’s type of girl

Okay, so all the long-distance relationship (LDR) blogs I’m following have been overflowing with ideas for LDR presents on Valentines Day. Not that I am especially creative, anyway, but I have never been a fan of commercialized holidays – it’s what I have been hating about christmas most of my life and Valentine’s Day is certainly no different. All the pressure to give something because it is expected and not because you feel like it is just killing all the joy about it for me. It would be a day like any other to me, although it is hard to escape the omnipresent romance starting two weeks before the actual date or all the “forever alone” posts on the internet. Fellow blogger Trang has pretty much caught my feelings about Valentine’s Day in words when she writes “you don’t have to be in a relationship to feel special and happy on V-Day! And don’t use this day to make up for what you should have done for the people you love” each and every day all year long.

However, with the violent protests in Venezuela going on it does make me feel awkwardly sentimental and makes me miss Ali more than usual. Probably it doesn’t have much to do with Valentine’s Day itself but the coincidence that these two events match. I know his safety is not an issue (yet) but strangely, today I find it hard to ignore Valentine’s Day and pretend it just another day like any other.

I must admit that listening to sad songs foremost people in long-distance relationship can relate to just too well doesn’t help my mood much, either. But, oh well, here is one of my favourites (although I didn’t like the movie much):

“I find the map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from A to where you’d ‘B’
It’s only finger-lengths that I see
I touch the place where I’d find your face
My fingers in creases of distant dark places”

(I promise there will be less sentimental posts on here in the future – it’s really not my usual way – and more actual advice and help posts)

Dead and wounded after street riots in Venezuela

A few days ago I started working on a post for this blog trying the explain to situation in Venezuela for people who are not familiar with the politicial and economic situation there and help you understand why Ali wants to leave so badly and why moving to Venezuela is no option for me. Well, events in Venezuela have forestalled my post in planning.

For a few days now there have been demonstrations against Venezuelan president Maduro, initiated and encouraged by the dire economic situation in Venezuela und recent bottlenecks in supplies. Just the other day Ali was jokingly saying that it was good I am not there right now to put up with his body odor because he ran out of deodorant and was unable to get any new in the stores. Many basic products like wheat or toilet paper are hardly availabel. To get a better idea of the shortsfalls you may watch the video by Skynews below, this video or this feature by German ARD Weltspiegel.


According to Agence France Press and other sources cited by Yahoo News two demonstrators died on Wednesday, apparentaly another person died in the meantime (see Reuters below). It is quite difficult to find reliable and neutral sources. Press freedom is a difficult topic in Venezuela and I would go almost as far as to say it does not exist. While private media mainly reports onesided against the government, state media reports onesided for the government. Both does not help press freedom. Reporters without borders has published their map of press freedom 2013 just a few days ago and has classified Venezuela as country with “noticable problems”. Ali said there were mainly soap operas and movies on state TV on wednesday all day, only features of pro-government demonstrations were broadcasted and there have been reports of the Colombian cable TV channel NTN24’s live coverage having been censored by the Venezuelan government. I am not sure what to believe and I think many Venezuelans feel the same.

Many of the anti-government demonstrators are students, Ali’s brother is one of them and although I am not especially religious I can only pray for his safety. This video by news agency Reuters gives a short but good overview over the recent events.

All this does extremely worry me, of course. If you have a look at the video from Barquisimeto (Ali’s hometown) below, you somehow feel yourself reminded of news coverage from the Arab Spring. Ali himself says he hasn’t been this afraid for civil war in years and that worries me even more. It has always been my nightmare that Venezuela will sink in chaos overnight and there will be hardly any way out for him. I know there is no point in worrying because all I can do is sit here, hope and wait but the feeling of helplessness is killing me. It does show me quite plainly how urgent it is for Ali to finally leave Venezuela. I keep my fingers crossed that we work something out soon and will keep you updated.

Until then…