A detour into the fascinating semi-desert of Bardenas Reales in Navarre.
With bright eyes I stand on this catamaran, because I'm in the middle of whale watching in the Azores. And because it makes a great wish come true for me.
That's how you make your experiences travel. Many prejudices are confirmed, some dissolve. Not every new insight is necessarily good, but mostly at least interesting. Sometimes you have to practice tolerance, learn to accept and understand. And sometimes you just have to smile because lovable quirks appear that you have not known before. In China, I got something from everything. OK then!
There are moments in life that you do not expect. They just happen. They hurt themselves in slow motion at a ran, press a short fist into the pit of the stomach, then in the face. As a farewell, they squeeze the little heart and then they cut off. Crumble and leave you with a crappy feeling.
It's Friday in the Sultanate of Oman. Actually, it is the 25th of December 2015. 7:30 am, the clock says, while the sun is just stretching its rays over the Hajar mountains and winking at us. We roll happily through the morning and head for the goat market. A spectacle that we do not want to miss.
Romania has grounded me once again. When visiting these two sisters in a Romanian village, I have at least gotten an idea of what life in this country can be like when you have little money and almost nothing. When you get old and the world just keeps turning in front of the door.
The dropout, the unknown being. Until now. In Romania, I finally met a representative of this species in person and spent a few days in his new life plan. Of course, I could not help but write down his story. The story of one who sank and found happiness.
Arrived atop this unspeakable mountain, we lost ourselves in sun and clouds. Watched as birds of prey and butterflies danced around us. We devoured the view that offered us, the surrounding mountains, the valley, the emerald river. At first creeping and then ever stronger, this feeling came to us, which means freedom and happiness. And suddenly I knew it was love.
Vacation, rest, sleep. And puff cake! But I would be far ahead if sleeping would be introduced as a special Olympic discipline. But that was not to be thought of in Cape Verde and so I was feeling awake all the time. For reasons. That, however, gave me the opportunity to deepen my acquaintance with this early bird, and he took me to a world I rarely have access to.
Rocking for hours in a small boat on the Atlantic to fish? I probably would not have come to the idea soberly. Because I can not swim very well, nor have I ever had a fishing rod in my hand. When I realized what I had got carried away, I thought: Damn! But I could not get out of the number anymore.