Travel thoughts

It is nice being able to do this. I mean, sitting in small restaurants at gas stations, looking at the silly souvenirs they have on display, drinking – as usual – a Latte Macchiato. Listening to conversations other people have and looking and the corporal gestures when you cannot hear. Imagining what their life’s are…

“The city of the undead” BERLIN

Why undead? Well, because the Berliners are taking back what it belongs to them. The stuff that the corporate industry is trying so hard to destroy they are bringing it back, in small pieces, but they want the city to survive, one thing at a time. As I was walking back home, I decided I…