Drop by Drop…
…and pix by pix summer 2007 makes it to the web!

…and pix by pix summer 2007 makes it to the web!

I like to travel, and I like to snap pictures!
My mother got me an Eurorail ticket when I was 15, and together with two friends, we adventured into France. This was the beginning of a new addiction. I do like to take pictures, so one thing leads to another. On this site, I want to share some of my pictures and some of my trips with you!
Now I am on the road for more than 8 months every year. Visiting old friends and making new friends while exploring this big blue ball.
if you are close – once again – lets have a cup of brew 2gether!!i’m in chicago from 10/26 till 11/3
this one is my good old surfdog.de/index.html this one hastenteufel.name/blog/index.html interesting – eh?? blue: for links (the A tag) red: for tables (TABLE, TR and TD tags) green: for the DIV tag violet: for images (the IMG tag) yellow: for forms (FORM, INPUT, TEXTAREA, SELECT and OPTION tags) orange: for linebreaks and blockquotes (BR, P,…
Well – i get nothing done over here! 1st i did run into Sato and Craig that i did meet last August in Risikesh, than the 2 French guy from the trek, than Max, Chris and Eli from the treck, than Emilia from Argentina – did meet her at the Langtang treck. Yesterday David did…
This just in from our field correspondent from the “REAL WORLD”: Instead of sitting at a traditional conference table, we took the chairs out of the room and ran meetings while standing on our feet. Well, the length of the meetings DRASTICALLY dropped, because people didn’t want to stand for long. Meetings went from 30-60…
take at look at surfdog.de!
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Ich gehe den üblichen Weg der Menschen weltweit um dich zu kontaktieren (aber auf deutsch, das sprechen weniger deiner geschätzten Leser als Englisch ;.), da ich deine Mobilnummer verloren habe.
Reise gut! Und melde dich mal, wenn du zurück bist. Das werden lange Samstage ohne deine Fürsorge sein…
Herzlichst, Sabine.
(ich stehe zu dem oben Geschriebenen, du darfst es ins Netz stellen, falls jemand einen Kommentar dazu abgeben möchte…)