Category Germany
Note to the reader: I drafted this post quite a while back – not sure why I did not publish it at that time. Why not do it now – otherwise it would be a waste altogether. Sometimes a window… Continue Reading →
There is one place in Germany that has something in common with Janis Joplin. It is its nick name “pearl”. See for yourself.
Berlin, Berlin, Dein Herz kennt keine Mauern. (Berlin, Berlin, your heart has no walls).
It has taken 10 years, but now it is there, the jewel of architecture. I just love Elphi, a concert hall at its best, in the far north of Germany. But have a look for yourself.
I think I wrote a post with that same name already, some years back. Seems to be a stable character trait, this fascination with decay.
You cannot not communicate. On a wall of an innocent house, I found this message. What does this communicate? (a) I have a mess in my head.
No, no, don’t worry. This is not me. This is someone who was heartbroken and hence got drunk last summer. You can find the story in the little things left behind the night a very big hangover was born.
Uh, it is time for an update from the place where money is made. Some observations: It tells me that it is spring! But how come…? When going to work in the morning, this used to be my welcome scene:… Continue Reading →
This is November in Rastede, a little town in northern Germany (approx. 22.000 inhabitants), with a beautiful church (St. Ulrich’s) and
