The Rome week started on Monday when I due to temporary laziness for perfect planning, showed up at the airport much earlier than I normally would. Thank God for laziness, for at the airport I was notified that my flight…
Studio experimentation
Freja, a friend of mine, and myself have since a while back started a weekly tradition. Every Friday at oh-eight-hundred we start with breakfast and cake, discussing the major happenings in the world and the minor ones in our own…
A healthy ration of perspective
South Africa, part three Almost an hour late for pick-up Han Solo rushed into our hotel informatively proclaiming: “We already got some ‘technical issues’… with our very ‘South African’ car…” It was our first day of a three day holiday taking us out of…
A rooftop view
South Africa, part two From the ceiling water dripped rhythmically into buckets placed systematically along the church benches. It was an early Friday morning and I was at St. George with Mickey Mouse to partake in the monthly sermon held…
For richer or poorer
South Africa, part one The bus took myself and Don Quijote from Cape Town airport into the city. First the landscape was empty, with occasional buildings hiding between a tree or two in the plentitude of grass. As in silent…
Bellum omnium contra omnes
Armed with two 60 cm long green pillows, Bambi and myself walked through the tourist crowded streets of Barcelona. Fifteen minutes later feathers soared serenely in a “setting-sun”-atmosphere filled with battle cries, laughter and the numb sound of pillows-in-movement hitting…
On the shortness of life
Beneath me stood 200 meters of precipitous mountain wall. My hands burnt as they, for dear life, held on to metal-wires and bits and pieces of the rock. My toes rested aggressively on a few centimetres of something in between a slippery edge…
Milk and cookies
Steam rose from my legs as they stretched out from the water’s surface. For the first time since I moved here (Bolzano, Italy) I managed to appropriately assess the size of the water boiler to the corresponding amount in the…
Stress relief from Hell
The latest in reduce stress by “going-back-to-a-more-innocent-time” chillout: Coloring-Zen. For those of you who managed to avoid this latest mental fashion fad, it is in essence a children’s coloring book. Only, with patterns so amazingly boring that no child would…
Breaking the silence
On Mr. Posh Spice‘s request, I break a silence I had devoted to work and novel writing. Not being a man to ask: “how are you doing?”, he instead referenced the regular “emotional-status-report” he apparently view my blog as. During…