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Category Archives: Travel
Today’s Sunrise
This blog is very heavy on photos of sunsets. The reason is not that I have anything against sunrises, but that I am usually not yet fully awake when they happen. Because I had been sick for the last couple … Continue reading
The most dangerous item in my house
The most dangerous thing in my house is not the chainsaw. Not the stockpiles of Semtex. Not even the cigars. The most dangerous item in my house is a piece of paper, attached to the wall, showing the map of … Continue reading
Salaspils – A Train Ride to the Countryside
The local train which departed in Riga is almost fully occupied this Friday noon. It stops every few minutes, at every possible stop. I am going to Dārziņi, a stop in the middle of the forest. A beautiful Baltic pine and … Continue reading
Posted in History, Holocaust, Latvia, Photography, Travel, World War II
Tagged Riga, Salaspils
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Northern Lights in Southern Europe
It had become rather windy and I had only gone up on the roof to tie down the table and the chairs, when I saw the fire in the sky. Dancing flames, a colour like lava from the nearby volcanoes … Continue reading
Lipari – Day 2
(This is the sequel to Lipary – Day 1.) While I am studying the bus timetable which is posted in the window of the bus company’s office in Lipari in order to plan my day, a friendly and helpful bus … Continue reading
Gold! Gold! I have struck Gold!
Wow, what a stroke of luck! I have discovered gold! Huge amounts of it! I have been labouring for a few days now, trying to get as much of it out of the ground before somebody else will find it. … Continue reading
Don’t build a tower when you are drunk!
This is Arg-e Karim Khan in Shiraz, Iran. I took the photo on my first trip to Iran in 2008/2009. Inside is a beautiful garden with ponds and orange trees, as well as a museum. When I visited, there was … Continue reading
“I ran Iraq for 24 years, and all I got was a port named after me?”
When I saw this in Tallinn, I wondered why on earth any city would name its harbour after Saddam Hussein. Especially so far away from Iraq. Until I realized that “sadam” is Estonian for “harbour”. (Zur deutschen Fassung dieses Fundstücks.)
Garibaldi was here
Italy is full of commemorative plaques and statues, many of them about the Risorgimento, the unification of Italy, and the independence wars from 1861 on. There are plaques and statutes to commemorate the landing of troops, successful battles, sustained defeats and … Continue reading
A Horse needs Fuel too
I bet these two vehicles, which I saw parked about 100 meters apart from each other in Palermo, belong together. (Seen opposite the Cathedral in Palermo, Sicily.)
The Happy Hermit 