From now on, this blog will be fed a little less regularly. I find it hard to resist that habit to blog everyday after having blogged 1287 times in almost three years (December 2012), but I want to spread my energy differently. :) See you soon here again. Von jetzt an wird dieser Blog etwas unregelmäßiger […]
On my bike, I saw it was open: the fuel cap of a taxi next to me at the traffic light. I clicked it close. Alarmed by the sound the taxi driver looked at me a little frightened. But when I waved my hand and moved my lips to show him that I just closed […]
My bike chain came off and I started pushing my right foot to push off with as if my bike was a skateboard.
and we are us.
We did thirty kilometres by bike. It got dark and we retrieved our mobile bike lamps from our bag packs and clicked them on the contrivances in the front and in the back. Aftertwenty five km his rear light loosened itself from thepreconstuction,fel on the street and the little clicking part broke. Until home he […]
Wind oh wind, my second-favored weather element. When it drags on my face and on my clothes, I know that I’m alive. It takes away my sorrows. Rain oh rain stop allying with the wind. I have a little basket on my bike to hold my laptop. I put a plastic bag around it. I […]
Yesterday, at midnight, when the bohemian cafe closed, I found myself outside Rosenthalerplatz, Berlin Mitte, the wind sharpening my nose. Its first breeze instantly flushed all Computer droppings out of my head into the street, into the night and persuaded me forcefully to find my way home. Freedom! The night screamed, and I hopped on […]
She blindfolded, he driving. She doesn’t know where they are going. Of course, she is guessing during the ride, but all she sees is darkness and all she feels is the black cotton cloth on her eyes. As they reach the destination, her eyes unfolded staring into the bright light, she realizes she is back […]
She has a bike and he an umbrella. He has no bike and she has no helmet. He is tall and she is small. The destination is far. The path is nice at the river site; partly in the sun and under the trees. The two of them decide to walk. He carries the umbrella […]