I have to switch trains. I have a look around …
Toy story
Days of Future Past
A man with a bike stops right next to me. He asks where I come from. I tell him. I am not from here. So he tells me a story.
Something Old, Something New
There is an old part of this country and a new one. This distinction seems to be somewhat misleading as there is plenty of Old in the New.
Strange Days
I sense that something is different. This is not the usual crowd. The thought rushes by and fades. I step off the train, walk a few streets … and I see.
Still life
I linger in a village with just enough internet for an email once in a while. I get an idea why our ancestors stopped being nomads, or rather why so few nomads are left in the countryside.
Welcome to the Jungle
China in her Eyes
Oz
Australia feels small for a continent, but vast for a country. It feels more like a collection of city states, each with its own rough backyard. Caught between seemingly unlimited mineral resources and a limited water supply, the cities prosper while the rest of the country is spread very thin. I heard the word remote a lot.
Brief Encounters
For me a destination ist a place I plan to stop and stay for a while. This entry is for all the other places that I just happened to find myself in.
The Third Planet 