Clouds are drawing romantic pictures in the Stattsbibliothek’s window. In the Landwehrkanal’s sky set. In between the weeping willow’s tears.
I don’t know if it comes from the Alte Nationalgalerie’s wolken studies a year ago.
I don’t know if it is my love of the word wolke bringing me far beyond heaven. … More Wolke studies
Those words sound like an epitaph of my own grief.
For my first Berlineer journey, I was drained. I wasn’t exploring the world, I was retiring from mine. I was escaping endless chats, constant waits, unconscious pressures.
I was coping with ideas, concepts, dreams I never had, the green city was my shelter. … More Going a song in my heart
This time, every clock is on time, every route is on road, I even have my printed and stamped ticket.
I didn’t miss my bus, even though it almost did miss me. At least for a stretch. Back to school’s fault. But, fortunately, my lucky star protected me and the autobahn ran in front of me to bring me back to Berlin despite almost failed delays and connections. … More Get off to a good start
I haven’t hopped on a plane for 4 years, I haven’t crossed the Atlantic for 5 years. Until my trip in Berlin, my explorations had become more local. However, my Alaskan friend Hannah has asked almost every year when I would visit since then. I have had valid excuses for a while : covid, shutdown, vaccine, then lack of time and money… … More Plane Mode
Travels are a sacred thing, you dream about it, you plan it, in your head and in your body. You save a chunk of your time, you compare plane’s ticket, then you finally book it. You can’t turn back, you are about to leave. Days, weeks or months pass by, depending on how long you have planned your trip ; it’s then time to pack – 1 small item 40×30×15 + 1 CABIN BAG 12 kg max – to choose essential items, to sort them, to weigh and gauge : 1 small item 40×30×15 + 1 CABIN BAG 12 kg max ! … More My sacred departures
