Patarei is an old sea fortress and prison in Tallinn in Estonia. It was built in the 19th century and is a memorial for the victims of the Communist and Nazi rule. I visited this gloomy place in October 2016 … Continue reading →
I totally fell in love with Tallinn – a stylish and modern and at the same time historical city. If you have a few days time you can see many very diverse parts of the city. I visited Tallinn in the beginning of October 2016, the weather was erratic but still fine and the city was not too crowded. Let’s start our little photographic tour with the touristy must of the medieval city centre and Toompea Hill with its representative government buildings and churches.
The view from Toompea Hill towards the sea and the harbor.
An idyllic place in the mountains, a lake nested in a green valley between rich vineyards: the Kalterer See in South Tirol. Overlooking the lake is an old castle ruin. A place to dream, to relax and enjoy food, wine and nature.
Many months passed – and many journeys, small and big. Now I finally found the motivation again to sit down, go through all my photos, edit and share them with you. I have to catch up on everything because I travelled a lot since my last blog post. So let’s start our little journey through time and go back one year, to March 2016. I travelled to beautiful Andalusia in Southern Spain and explored the Costa de la Luz.
1) The English call everything “pudding” – and it just doesn’t make sense. So the word “pudding” in general means “dessert”, correct? When I was in school the teacher told us about Christmas pudding or plum pudding, which – albeit being a weird dish – still fit into my world view because it was something sweet. But now I went to England again and everything I believed to know about puddings was turned upside down! There is for example also black pudding (not sweet at all, soaked with blood, uuurrrh) or Yorkshire pudding, which is again something entirely different and reminds me a little of a Hungarian Lángos. Even the English people I asked couldn’t explain this mess. Sigh.
2) Driving on the wrong side of the road (the left side) is actually ok. As long as you don’t stop, turn or do other things – we got into the approaching traffic THREE TIMES – but hey, we are still alive!
3) Bristol is a special city. It actually has its own currency, the “Bristol pound”. It just looks like play money, but this is no joke: You can exchange one normal pound for a Bristol pound at some points in the city (like the tourist centre). You can also pay with it – but only in Bristol. And it expires. Erm, yes. 🙂 Bristol is also apparently very proud of “Shaun the Sheep” – the animation studios that produce the serial is seated there, and at the moment they have Shauns in different colors standing everywhere for charity… Kinda cool.Read more about my trip to London, or have a look at the photos I took in Dartmoor and Wales.
Wales totally bewitched me! Green mountains, romantic ruins and endless beaches – for once I feel words are not enough to describe this wonderful spot on earth. You have to see it with your own eyes, breathe the wind and see how it creates rustling waves in the sea of green grass. I spent one day in South Wales, driving around in the Brecon Beacons National Park and then made my way down to the coast. Join me on a photographic round trip and indulge in the rough beauty of Wales!
The beautiful ruins of Llanthony Priory.
We started our little journey at the Eastern corner of Brecon Beacons National Park at the ruin of Llanthony Priory, an old Augustinian priory from around the year 1100, which is located in the peaceful green Vale of Ewyas, seven miles north of the town of Abergavenny… Continue reading →
It’s been too long since the last post about my England trip and I apologize for that. But now! I continue with a day-trip to the southern edge of England. Coming from Bristol we drove to Torquay and then (only slightly disappointed about the very touristy “English Riviera”) we made our way into the beautiful Dartmoor National Park. This is a report about a day full of adventure in a rough landscape, a quest for stone circles and criminal ponies…
When me and my boyfriend decided to visit London, I tried to recall memories of a student exchange to England many years ago. I must have been eleven years old or something but I remember quite a lot. Apart from being on the big wheel “London Eye” and feeding grey squirrels in Greenwich Park the most distinct memory I have is: Confusion. Now that I saw London again I can totally understand that again. For a tourist London is primarily a noisy city crammed with people. Around the world-famous destinations you can hardly move to left and right on the sidewalks, you are pushed forward by the crowd and traffic noise prevents any normal conversation. But it’s not only that. London is beautiful, London is impressive, multicultural and colorful. History calls you on every corner and there are green parks and street markets vibrating with life. To be honest it’s not fair to rush through it on only three days. You would have to spend a whole life there to understand London properly. But the little bit that I learned about this city I would like to share with you.
Piccadilly Circus, a pulsing heart in the center of London.
What do you need for traveling? How to plan your trip, to make the best of it? Sometimes starting a journey can be confusing. In these cases, I love to read travel blogs to get advice. Time to give something back myself! 🙂
I am not quite sure if this is gonna be a declaration of love or hate. Maybe both. I’m going to write about the very specific life as a backpacker. In advance I should say that I have only experience with backpacking in Australia. It might be different in other countries, but I doubt it. 😉 There are a few things of emotional nature about being a backpacker. There are also spiritual thoughts. Being on the Road and so on. Well, how do you know you’re a real backpacker? I collected a few unmistakable signs…