2.300 km of a journey through Morocco ended in Chefchaouen. In stark contrast to both the dryness of the south and the chaotic medinas of other cities, Chefchaouen is a blue oasis of cool calmness. The Rif Mountains contribute in full.
After having stepped in the footpaths of Jim Jarmusch’s hip vampires of Only Lovers Left Alive in Tangier, traded in leather in the impressive medina of hot Fes, experienced rain in the Sahara ... [read more]
Cappadocia – a place long stood on a we need to go there! list. Fritzi’s and my expectations were far exceeded and we got blown away by the stunning surreal, landed-on-another-planet-like beauty of Cappadocia’s bizarre sandstone chimneys, spectacular rock formations and flowing valleys. The landscape appears like a painting gone wild.
It always seemed to me that Salvador Dali’s paintings are haunted by some kind of dark-side ... [read more]
The World Photo Tour moved to France. It’s been a long time since my last blog update. Since then, a lot happened – mainly a lot of walking and a lot of taking pictures. Easy, right? Well, sometimes…
On this walk, everything tends to become more of a logistic problem that needs solving throughout any given day. Eating at the right time in the right amounts. I started to read the labels on food. Looking at reaching 4.000 kcal/day, ... [read more]
The World Photo Tour with one of the last UK updates.
It strikes me sometimes at how obvious it is some of the ones I meet, how easy they find it to look into me and get their answers to question I didn’t ever hear from them. Although I try to keep myself as jolly as possible, some people I’ve met had the power to look into me like in a clear lighten room, picking up whatever pieces of feelings they want to put their hands on. ... [read more]