Laos.
... we follow the Nam Ou, Along the foaming water, which increases in wildness and power from kilometer to kilometer. On both sides the bank a changing green-yellow-brown backdrop. In between children, always children, tall, small, always loud and noisy and sweet and friendly ... (quote from the blog)
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Southeast Asia
This is the desert I have in mind, like in Lawrence of Arabia I wouldn't be surprised if Peter O'Toole emerged from the shadow of the nearest dune, wrapped in snow-white Bedouin robes, a turban on his head, a double-barreled shotgun in his hand, his eyes full of adventure, looking into the Far away, aimed at the confrontation with the Turks... (quote from the blog)
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Ladakh and Rajasthan
... I am alone, all around is a dead, frightening world, I am the only living creature, no bird, no mouse, no goat, maybe a snow leopard hiding somewhere, all I hear is the murmur of the mountains... (quote from the blog )
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South America
... the horizon slowly disappears, the barrier between heaven and earth dissolves. The further you get out, the more surreal the air reflections become. Salvador Dali could have painted it. I can easily imagine a burning giraffe in the distance ...
The black clouds on the horizon indicate that a storm is approaching. The reflections now have an additional component: they were previously light blue, white, milky, now they become threatening monsters, reflected twice on the lake. But as quickly as it came, the thunderstorm disappears, calm returns ... (quote from the blog)
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Nepal
... and then something happens that takes my breath away. A few small children crouch on the sidewalk, all filthy, barefoot, emaciated to the skin, and digging in the rubbish that someone emptied there.
To read about it and to be horrified at the imagination of it is one thing. To see the whole misery with one's own eyes is something else. You are desperately looking for ideas on how to help, but all you have is a few rupees. That may be enough until the frosty evening.
It breaks your heart... (quote from the blog)
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Alpine Panorama Trail:
... I'm glad that after all the sunlit meadows and slopes we are now entering the forest. It's like stepping into another world, a quiet, simple world that offers nothing but rest and strength. Or am I just imagining that you breathe deeply automatically, your chest expands, your breath shallows, your spirit awakens anew? (quote from the blog)
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The Trans Swiss Trail
... then on to the last stage, over the mountain, over the Gotthard Pass. The sky, my old friend, greets me with gloomy clouds, never mind. In the valley at the back, where the ascent begins, a brew of fog and whatever. The ascent begins. Quite harmless, inviting. The bottom of the valley remains, quickly forgotten. I'm alone, as I must be, in the footsteps of the ancestors, for whom this mountain, this pass meant a promise, sun, warmth, southern art of living,
It's easy. The path leads leisurely upwards, curve after curve, you hardly break a sweat, but I stop again and again, draw the cool, tangy air into my lungs, feel the old feeling of happiness that reliably sets in when everything is right ... (quote from the blog)
