Seen outside of Restaurant Ciappetti in Mdina, Malta. You can’t say you haven’t been warned. Take a closer look: I decided not to enter the restaurant because I didn’t have my parents with me. Advertisements
Mount Etna (on the left) and the setting sun (on the right). What I couldn’t get on the photo: to my right behind me, Stromboli was emitting smoke as well and to my left behind me there was a rainbow … Continue reading
Walking up and down the stairs to and from the 10th floor every day helps a lot. (The lift boy already thinks I am scared of this modern technology.) I also walk to any place where I can get in less … Continue reading
This is how far it has come already: a memorial for printed newspapers or rather for their readers who are dying out. Is the end that nigh indeed? Photographed in Thessaloniki, Greece.
On my hike to Chacaltaya, I came across a remote and deserted village in the mountains. The doors of the partially decaying houses are open, but none of them contains anything of use for me. One door is adorned with … Continue reading
Reading The Mask of Dimitrios by Eric Ambler in the Central Park in Chișinău in Moldova. If a city has a quiet park where I can read for a few hours every day, I am happy. Chișinău has even a dozen or … Continue reading
(Photographed at the Municipal Park in Trani, Apulia, Italy.)