Birthdaytime again.



So after celebrating at midnight and some hours of sleep me and four friends entered a car and went to Gorleben. By chance my birthday and a big demonstration against the usage of nuclear energy happened to be at the same date. And since I’ve never been to this kind of demonstration before but think it’s an important subject these days I decided to go there and celebrate the fortune of life.















Compared to other demonstrations I’ve been to this one was the most peaceful and relaxed meeting of thousands of people. We were walking and talking und smiling and laughing all day long. Next to us, wearing green or black and being forced to stand straight almost all the time, were policemen and –women, some of them stunningly young, some smiling and others not batting an eyelid. It was impossible to ignore them but until the end of the day they were just standing there waiting.







We went home when it got dark, not without sitting for some minutes with the people that planned to stay the next nights to the moment when the as we call it castor would arrive, trying to stop it at least for a few minutes. For the time of the whole demonstration three people had stopped the train near the french-german border chaining themselves to the rails. But walking back to our car we saw lots of police stepping in order, giggling as if being on a trip with classmates and preparing to encircle our sitting comrades. Watching them was the only negative hunch of the day.

Lucky me!

Long time no sign.

I have been quiet busy since returning from Jordan to Germany. I left some friends there and at other places in the world. So now it seems to be time to write about my travelling in the language all of them can understand. The good news about that: I will write much shorter – and I know that some of you will really appreciate that. That’s okay with me ;)

I visited Egypt, returned to Germany, found a flat, finished my studies, tried to keep my Arabic, met old friends and started working again. Two days ago I came back from a trip with my bike to Bremen and back home and saw some things I would like to present in here. I also sorted the pictures of Egypt – which definitely was hard work – and will show some of them. But I guess this will take some more time because the computer sometimes is doing strange things when it’s about pictures …

In the future I will invite my friends from time to time to see what is going on in my life because I’m very, very bad in staying in touch and want to give them the chance to find out where I am. To the ones who found these pages without my help: You are very welcome too.

Since I think my time in Jordan was way to short I plan to go to Syria for at least a year. Thinking about how to earn money a friend in Damascus had a wonderful idea: Teaching German. So I will start new studies during the next weeks and learn how to become a teacher. This will take about one year time, so I hope to see Syria in 2009.

Besides I will hopefully improve my Arabic and do some things for my fathers folks. As all of you will know changing a flat means to let things go, to give them away, often even throw them in the trash. I had lots of plush toys in my cellar for years and now decided to give them away. I read about a orphan’s shelter in Dohuk, Northern Iraq, and will try to contact them and send my toys for the kids. So if you are in Germany and have some toys you will never play with again, send me your little loved ones.

this is not a cycling track? it is!


somewhere in westphalia






a rotten mill





wild orchids behind the mill

the mosque of Vechta, mainly for turkish people


sitting, eating, taking silly pictures



hungry and curios



late and whacked in Rheine and then i got the bridal suite...

leaving Bremen, alone with my bike.


the power of water



brilliant roadsigns


old, everything seems to be old




sweety

there have been thousands of good photographers in Bremen. So I only show what I really liked.

Guess which parts of the three statues are the "most touched"


coffee, no cigarettes


sweet little houses at Schnoor

The evening before: Only five more kilometres to go and all of the sudden I crashed my bike. So we spent the next day buying the spare part, cleaning the broken parts and repairing all stuff. Actually, I mainly cleaned and then asked how to put the parts together again. Lots of fun, really! :)

The church of Damme is a very interesting looking mix of different architectural styles as this sign explains and you easily can see.




Today the people of Damme still try to mix architectural styles, but it is'nt funny anymore.



digging peat





exxon flows oil in northern germany


b. is looking for the right way


a sweat lodge and beautiful wooden furniture just next our path



raining since two hours, and only ten more kilometres to go