Author Archives: Andreas Moser
Wildbad Rothenburg
(Zur deutschen Fassung.) Millions, if not billions of people visit Rothenburg every year. And rightfully so, it’s a beautiful town. But most tourists don’t take the time to venture a little bit outside of the impressive city walls. In fact, … Continue reading
Bosača – Does anyone live here?
Zur deutschen Fassung dieses Artikels. On Mount Ćurevac I had been completely engulfed by fog. It was still bitterly cold. From the surrounding forests of Montenegro the dogs, wolves and bears were barking. The days in October are short. Daylight might … Continue reading
The Border of Peace and Friendship
“Border of Peace and Friendship” was the official name for the East-German-Polish border along the rivers Neisse and Oder. This morning, between Frankfurt and Słubice, it did indeed look very peaceful and friendly. Although there are a few border guards … Continue reading
The Lost Village of Tannenfeld
The other day, I went for a walk in the German state of Thuringia, not looking for anything specific, except to get away from work for a day. When I was already completely lost, I spotted a little house in … Continue reading
Are we really that different?
Whenever someone underestimates people from other times, regions, generations or cultures – considering them less civilized or sophisticated -, I think of these paintings, which are at least 30,000 years old.
Bolivia misses the Sea
Zur deutschen Fassung dieses Artikels. In every country in South America, there is one specific topic with which you can interrupt the logorrhea of even the most verbose person. In Brazil, mentioning the numbers 7-1 is enough to make people … Continue reading
Spring, finally
Even Karl Marx looks a bit happier than usual.
Books to give away
Zur deutschen Fassung. I think they have become useless. Admittedly, these are somewhat older editions. But law school was one Cold War ago. I also ask you for a minute of silence for the US State Department lawyers, who, with … Continue reading
The last sunset of 2025
My father sent this photo from Kastl, a village in Bavaria, not far from where I grew up. It’s actually one of the nicer villages in the area, with an old monastery in Romanesque style, and with ample opportunity for … Continue reading
The Wisdom of the Zen Master
As I hear the news from Venezuela, I am reminded of the ending of “Charlie Wilson’s War”. We’ll see.
