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Tag Archives: Kotor
It is February 14th, a day marked by mawkishness for many but a regular working day for me. Therefore, I am spending the evening in a café to read a book in the company of cake, mineral water and a … Continue reading
But remember: It won’t end well. You have been warned. Quite graphically, even. Another tip: If you are cheesy in public, holding hands, kissing and such, try to imagine how silly you look to others. So, no public affection please! … Continue reading
In Montenegro, hiking trails are not only marked with colors (always red and white, but I am not sure if that means that all the trails are connected). In addition, wherever the path forks, cats are positioned whose job is … Continue reading
I have already described one way for the people of Kotor to witness the sunset: to climb up Mount Vrmac, the mountain that stretches into the Bay of Kotor from the left in the first two photos. The other possibility … Continue reading
Hiking in Montenegro, there is always something to discover, even deep in the mountains. But more often than not, the places have long been deserted. Did you notice how perfectly I synchronized the music to the action? On my first … Continue reading
Photographed in Kotor, Montenegro.
In Yugoslavia, the Socialist star and the Christian cross got along quite well, it seems. (Photographed in the cemetery of Velji Zalazi near Kotor, Montenegro.)
The only disadvantage about Kotor is its location in a fjord, surrounded by steep mountains, which to cross takes the sun a few cumbersome hours every morning while it already warms people and spirits elsewhere in the country, and behind … Continue reading
By now, I have really been staying in Ammerthal, the small village in Bavaria where I grew up, longer than I should have. Rent-free living and a cozy room full of books should actually provide agreeable conditions for a student … Continue reading
Every day, I run down the stairs with excitement to unlock my letterbox with great anticipation, awaiting postcards from around the world. Every day, all I get is another disappointment. I can’t even remember when was the last time that I received … Continue reading