Month December 2015
Deep down in Queen Charlotte sound, there is a little island, predator free and hence having a little bit of a Galapagos feel to it.
From Picton, it’s a hop on a water taxi only to cruise the beautiful Queen Charlotte sound.
Recently, I read a funny book (authored by Tommy Jaud), which was a self-help volume directed AGAINST the common trend of optimizing time, health, fitness, money anf the entire self.
Technology is not my friend – cannot upload any more photos due to unfriendly behavior of anything digital right now.
Some little things down here really make me smile. I wonder why the only brand name remotely close to the ides of being funny that we have in Germany would be “Barefoot” for a brand of wines.
Just a quick one today, the wifi is not my friend. And it is a sad message. The Beatles were utterly wrong, as is now proven by Mainfreight.
A myth to be corrected: It is not sheep the kiwis have lot’s of. It is any other animal than that. I did some empirical studies yesterday while driving through rich green meadows, always on the lookout for those 40… Continue Reading →
Maybe I should have joined the girl scouts as a kid – I got lost today. Would not have happened with proper navigating skills, maybe…
Oh, I’m so awfully jetlagged. The 30 hours of travel have helped to sleep fast and sound, but it feels “upside down, still. Let’s see what happens during the day.
Der Panther (Im Jardin des plantes, Paris). In memory of the god of poetry, master of words, king of emotion, Rainer Maria Rilke.
