Awesome Animals

I wanted to make this posting just because…

Animals!
Cute!
Awww!

Who captured this blog? This cannot be not Soylani.

But watch them, Helgoland’s animals… 🙂
(By the way, I need a really good camera, the shep like them better than smartphones.)

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Butterflies high

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Seagull Airport

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Landed

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The Restroom

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Meet and greet

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Lunch with a view

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Sleeping with long leg, please

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Yes, long leg!

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Shep taking pictures of people in the grass

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Changing the film

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Harrharrharr

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Loving couple

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Curly Boy

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The Stars at lunchtime

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Sooo cute

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Running away from Mom (Wegrobben)

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Wattenläufer running in general

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Old Rabbit on the beach

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The Dream of Freedom

Helgoland Beauty

My “I will free my mind”-mode made me delete a lot of photos I took. Some days I was to angry with myself to write a blog post. Now I feel free again, some pictures should only stay in the mind or in the heart. Right? 😉

Enjoy some parts of Helgoland, Germany’s almost mediterranean island. 🙂

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On a motor boat into the sea

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The sky is an alien

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Into the darkness

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An island in the sun

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Cumulus Clouds

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A King

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The warmth opens the hearts

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Die Lange Anna

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Way to the sky

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Somewhere the sun is shining now

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Stars

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Island Style

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Good Night

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But don’t sleep

Morgen

Nach einer unruhigen Nacht voller dunkler Spitzen eines Lebens, das ich nicht verstehe, ist es der Morgen, der mich ruhig werden lässt. Innerlich aufgewühlt ist es der Streifen am Horizont, der mir im Chaos eine Linie gibt. 

Siehst du nicht, was hinter den Wolken kommt? 

Während ich ob der Banalität noch grüble, ob ich eine solche Banalität annehmen kann, finde ich die Situation in kürzester Zeit verändert vor. Ich habe die Fäden nicht in der Hand. Doch solang der Wind weht, kann ich auf seinen Wellen reiten. Solange das Meer schweigt, kann ich noch schlafen. Und im Sonnenlicht kann ich sein, wer ich bin.

Ich bin hier im Urlaub auf Helgoland. Urlaub ist das Gefühl trotz weichem Hotelbett und schnarchenden Horden im  Nebenzimmer zu frühester Stunde gut gelaunt den Tag zu beginnen. 

Bilder folgen, hier der Vorgeschmack dieses Morgens auf dem Balkon.


Bescheidenes Reisen

Was macht man mit den freien Tagen, wenn der Vogel im Kopf seit Monaten unerbittlich im gleichen Rhythmus gegen Hartholz klopft? Wenn man nicht mehr weiß, wie man Rhythmus schreibt, weil alle Aufmerksamkeit auf Recht und Unrecht liegt?
Mal rauskommen. Dinge hinter sich lassen. Schönheit suchen. Hier an der Weser. Wo man tatsächlich niemanden finden kann. Keine Menschen machen glücklich. Ich bin erstmal ein wenig gerannt.

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Granada – A Whisper From The Past In The Glistening Sunlight

Granada is magic. Small streets, hot stones under my feet and all around I hear voices talking to me.

“Come here…”
“Come closer…”
“Lay down for a while…”
“Listen to me…”

The warmth of 40 degrees celcius embracing me, the sun lying on my shoulders, burning me softly, slowly. Preparing me. Eating me alive. To become part of it. How could I resist? How would I want to resist? You can be part of New York. That is wonderful. You cannot be a part of Granada. You only can be Granada.

“You are a painter? I am your color!”
“You are writer? I am your story!”
“You are a dancer? I am the music!”

I fell in love with Granada. I want to be there for a summer, for a winter, for a time. To hear it talking to me. Again and again. I want to be Granada!

Alacant/Alicante – A nightly intermezzo in a lovely city

After a five hours drive, we arrived at Alacant/Alicante, a city at the spanish east coast. With over 330.000 inhabitants it was bigger than I expected. We stayed at a nice guy’s place, I met via Couchsurfing and were lucky that he and his friend took us out for dinner. It is always great getting to know a new place with an insider! We talked a lot about politics, like Catalunya Alacant is a place where people speak Catalan, or in this case Valencià, a catalan dialect.
Then I ate the best croquetas de boletus (yummy!) I had in my whole life. (Yes, they were the first but all the ones I tried later could only fail after this culinary delight. 🙂

It was a pity that we didn’t stay longer, I would have loved to discover more of Alacant, to be part of the lively night life and had a night swim at the beach. The water was so warm that it seemed unreal. I had a lot of talks about water temperature and beaches later, my friends have strong opinions about it. And so do I. 😉

We left saturday morning. Granada was waiting, I kind of heard it calling.

Waiting in Paris

I have a layover, so I’m sitting here at some green bench, Terminal 2G. Wanted to write something big and inportant but am uninspired. So I took four random quick shots to show you my boredom. And write something small and unimportant:
I liked the Air France cakes. I really did.

Eiffel oil

Eiffel oil

Buy Buy Bye Bye

Buy Buy Bye Bye

Watching in and out

Watching in and out

Nice and little, far away

Nice and little, far away

De Viaje – Crossing Castilla

Driving through Castilla you can see fields, hills, plains, cats and the sky. Or highways.

You can discover nice and weird things. Or trash.

You can see the endlessness of the world. Or imagine a circle.

You can see nothing. Or everything.

Yes, I do like the sky and open landscapes very much! 😉

Leaving Los Caños de Meca

It has been a little while (and again a lot of adventures) without time and internet since I took a moment to write here. Even my diary and my journey diary I kind of neglected a bit. Some details of them I may soon share here, others may get dusty in my room at home.

Anyway, I just arrived to Sevilla, haven’t seen much yet and I don’t want to talk about it now.

The last three days I stayed in Caños de Meca at a camping ground called Camaleon. A very nice and kind of different camping experience “del rollo jippi”.
Yes, this place is for Hippies, young adventurers and relaxed people who don’t shower too much, like organic food, have a profound sleep even with music and are ok with mosquito bites (I made it up to 40…). A place for saints like you and me! 😉
In fact, I really liked it a lot and would definetely go back (armed, of course, these evil beasts need strong resistance).

Yesterday I attended a concert of The Zephyr Bones, they played tremendous! Strongly recommended, as well.

To come to an end I will stop writing now and let pictures talk, Sevilla is waiting.

By the way: In the cat picture I had my personal highest temperature ever! 46 degrees in the sun! (Okay, Sauna is hotter… 😉 )