Author regine
Here is proof that stars are male. You can see it in the shape – slim hips, broad shoulders, a slightly fat-ish neck. This is not the shape of a female.
Yes, of course, we all need communication, a little small talk here and there.
I love the drama above the clouds. This is somewhere over Denmark, on my way from Helsinki to Frankfurt. Normally, I’m an in-flight reader or sleeper, but this time I had the grand movie outside to entertain me.
Always be cautious which brand of beer you drink. Close by, I have a night kiosk selling ice cream, beer, and stuff you would crave for after all lights have gone off in the normal stores. And those guys are… Continue Reading →
I cannot say why I have an obvious sympathy for old walls and the secrets they bear. I don’t promote the concept of walls as such – cannot see the need for walls in our heads, around our hearts and… Continue Reading →
A rock church, a church on a rock – whatever rock / church combination you wish for, Helsinki probably has it. I’m tired from a long day of walking.
What are the stereotypes about Finns? I don’t really know, and I don’t care either. But I have a new one and would suggest to establish it in the eternal book of global stereotypes:
I went from pink to orange – each city has it’s asparagus obviously. This one is Munich, my temporary home.
I am a night person – I can stay up late easily. I am not a morning person – getting up in the morning is not so easy. Does anybody see a relation in the two statements?
