Views on Patagonia. Esquel & Parque Nacional los Alerces


To the moon. Xiva

What was the name of that moon? Supermoon? Megamoon? I don’t remember – anyway the walk I had with Natalia one afternoon in Xiva was lovely!

Leaving. Valencia

I became a fan of palm trees since I bought my first palm a couple of months ago. I liked the blue wall behind this one; I found it somewhere in Valencia.

Botanical garden. Lisbon

Last year’s shots, again. Sorry.

Let’s go to the beach. Dresden

Bikinis, surfing, mojitos… Well. Almost.

23, 4 days later or I go to Munich tomorrow or somewhere above Europe #3

This post should have appeared here four days ago. But, well, let’s say that I’m not doing really good in organizing my life nowadays. I have not posted for a couple of weeks now; furthermore, I don’t actually remember when was the last time I took a photo. I mean there’ve been some, but not … Continue reading

Lago di Garda. Peschiera del Garda & Sirmione

Friday afternoon the waters of Garda were unbelievably pinkish and turquoisish (I doubt that’s how you write it). Sunday morning though the lake looked like a calm ocean. Only the mountains on the other side reminded me, that it’s, well, JUST a lake.

The world we live in. Somewhere above Europe#2

I’ve been sick the last days and, since I didn’t really leave my bed, the only thing I can see is the back wall of the building across our backyard. Not the most stunning view to be honest. But then I remembered what one of you said about my “A trip to the countryside” post: … Continue reading

A trip to the countryside#2. Plötzin

I really have a lot of things to do the last days. The problem is that I don’t really have time to focus on things I would like to be doing… That’s why I’m not really active here, unfortunately. Actually I haven’t had a camera in hands for a couple of days now. It’s not … Continue reading

A trip to the countryside. Plötzin

Yesterday morning my flatmate’s best friend asked me if I would like to join them for dinner and football game at his parents’ house, as they were away for holidays. Well, why wouldn’t I? The thing is he forgot to tell me that his parents’ house is one hour drive away from Berlin, and that … Continue reading