The last time I played billiard was in the Valley of the Centenarians, in Ecuador. That was almost thirteen years ago. And yesterday I had a cue in my hand again. And that’s how it happened: In the Omaruru River Guesthouse, there is also a pool table. And there Ecki and three of his colleagues have been playing billiards every week for a few years. Yesterday a member dropped out and so I offered to take his place. I suspected evil, but I had a good partner in Paul, the shaman. And with a bit of voodoo magic on the part of the shaman, we might have a chance too. I thought!

It turned out differently: We won the first game due to a miss from Ecki. After that, however, we had no chance anymore and lost to Axel and Ecki – honorable ¬ 1:3. But tonight it’s time for revenge!

PS. I hope the voodoo spell of Paul the shaman works better today. Maybe even better if I dip a cigar in rum and smoke it before the game …