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 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…
You might know the picture of the “Marlboro Marine” from the assault on Fallouja in November, 2004. The guy that took the pictures did a follow up on the soldier. If you have 15 minutes to spare – it is quite worth to watch. http://mediastorm.org/0020.htm
Today i went to the trekking permit office – you need 3 passport pictures and have to fill 2 forms out. And 35€ lighter you have a permit and a kind of trekking passport. Great! Did find a Nivea lip balm with SFP 20! Very nice – if it is a faked one they even…
12 more days to go – time for a visa! Everything did look nice in the sky today so i took the bike and as i stepped out – rain. Only a bit so i went back in and changed into waterproof modus. Than back on the bike – sure enough the rain did stop….
The more you travel the quicker the stamps fill up the pages of your passport. Every time i have to get a new one i am not sure if i should get the one with more pages. So far i did run out of pages only 2 times. And every time i think no way…
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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…)