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.
This one from Bkk :-)Not the 2 dudes – the subway stuff behind!!
This took forever and a day! Did finish the last two days in Bangkok – brave brave. Outside party, fireworks, street hawkers advertising their products, hear the woks of 3 different restaurants, tuk tuks, recycling bikes yell for stuff to recycle, drunk people discuss on the tables, girls laugh, the indian tailer greets everybody the…
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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…
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I have a few more pix here: facebook
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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…)