Category Archives: FOR A CHANGE


So I haven’t told you what I’ve been up to for months?

Actually, I have, but I went to Instagram for that. Sorry.

It’s just that I am busier than the police allows 🙂 and need my words to earn some money and pass exams.

For the record: I am now officially old. In December, I invited my husband to a trip to Paris – to see a few museums. Jep.  And it’s not just that: I cannot help but recommend the City of Science and Industry, Gallery of Evolution, Gallery of Mineralogy and Geology and Gallery of Paleontology (MNHN) wholeheartedly. In fact, I sincerely hope to see them again soon. Fans Of All the Light We Cannot See will understand 🙂

Here is why we were so happy there, in a nutshell:






Sleepless In Denmark

“Remember having asked me about possible reasons for not doing this anymore?” he says suddenly, unexpectedly. “This would be one. But we can avoid that in the future.”

He is right, of course: while we have started our paddling tour in Denmark before the school holidays begin, we should still have expected larger campsites to attract youngsters of a certain kind at any time. Certain kind means being able to tow unbelievable quantities of beer crates to the campsite and at the same time unable to get very far by paddling on the river, which is where the cars come in, at some later point.

And did I mention the Soccer World Cup was to start soon?

Anyway, we did not get much sleep in our tent that night, but I chose not to grow the huge bags under my eyes without a fight. I shared my personal opinion about the partying youngsters with my restless husband and didn’t spare him any details: I was quite sure the Danes understood enough German to know what my problem was. They did. And were soon making fun of my “Scheiße!”. Which was when the i-word was used. But before things got any worse, the idiots stopped singing, yelling and talking and went to sleep, leaving us to try to do the same.

At that point, we had done quite some paddling and really needed some rest, and I would have preferred to end the day by going through the lovely pictures of the magnificent Gudenå in my head, but river fans cannot be choosers, so.

Our tour had started in Skanderborg, a day later than planned because the wind was trying so hard to blow away the gravity of the water, as it often does. What else to do but to go shopping instead: Aarhus offered its facilities and we said thank you, though we almost ended up buying nothing. That is: I bought 2 outdoor jackets for next to nothing and left them in the car for the rest of the paddling tour, because I wasn’t concentrating properly.

The next day we could finally cross the peaceful lake Mossø – it had apparently lost all the will to try to kill us that was on such a magnificent display the day before. I felt victorious, for no reason at all, and we entered the Gudenå system.

In this system of lakes, connected by the river Gudenå we spent another five days, which were even better than we had expected them to be, though our last long ride was full of rain, cold clouds, damp cows on moisty pastures and – singing, yelling and talking Danish youngsters at our destination. They had moved to our last campsite by cars and joined another group or two. That evening, Denmark won the soccer match against Peru. And we slept like two logs.

“We shall return,” he says a few days after the tour. “We will pack some ear plugs and avoid the high season and campsites in bigger places, but we will return. The river is magnificent.”

It is.

Heute: Darjeeling mit Fettaugen.


Fulda, because why not.

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Again …

‘Common, move closer, buddy!’

Taking his time to (maybe or maybe not) do my bidding and silently observing with one rolling eye how I go on pouring hot coffee all over my padded bra and shirt for a terribly long time while concentrating on my camera 

my buddy finally comes closer.

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Blog Awards

As it is, we moose bloggers sometimes get some love from Scandinavia, our beloved home. Kaneli from Finland gave me 2 blog awards yesterday and set me the task of passing them on. OK, let us do that, you and I.

Thank you, Kaneli. 🙂

Sunshine Blog Award

OK, the Sunshine Blog Award goes to….


Špela 1.








Špela 2.


Dr. Fil.

Have a nice week, everyone, I hope you get to enjoy some sunshine and have loads of fun!

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Motnje na omrežju

No, pa je še eno splavalo po vodi.

Govorim o svojih klišejskih prepričanjih, ki spadajo v predalček “V Nemčiji se to ne more zgoditi.”

Včeraj zjutraj ob 10 h so gradbeni delavci pred našo hišo presekali kabelski telefon.

Danes ob 11 h so ga zaflikali.

Ne bom se pritoževala: včerajšnje prosto popoldne sem maksimalno izkoristila.

Kleingeschwätzeltes am Freitag / Petkove čvečkarije

Vitamine sind wichtig 🙂

Nun, da ist er ja wieder. Der gar nicht so heiß ersehnte Winter. Wenn ich dann lese, April 2010 sei der wärmste April aller gemessenen Zeiten gewesen, kann ich nur noch lachen. Was ich auch tatsächlich tue, zum Beispiel während ich Platz für neue warme Strickjacken in meinem Schrank mache.

Ich bleibe heute zu Hause, sagte mein Angetrauter, ich bin krank. Oo, bleibst du auch morgen, freue ich mich, natürlich nicht, ohne zuzugeben, dass ich es nicht toll finde, dass es ihm nicht gut geht, aber das Zuhausebleiben freut mich einen Tick mehr… 😳 So bin ich. So kennt er mich.

Dabei soll es zu Pfingsten warm werden. Das möchte ich sehen!

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Se kaj bojimo nemške pesmi za Evrovizijo?


Niti ne. Mi je pa všeč.

Na so nas na srečo zamenjali za Slovake:

warum sollte es 2010 gegen “Scha-La-Lie”-Käse aus Holland, Trachtenmurks aus der Slowakei und segelohrige Ross-Anthony-Doubles aus der Schweiz nicht mal wieder für eine einstellige Platzierung reichen.

(… zakaj to ne bi leta 2010 spet enkrat zadostovalo za enomestno uvrstitev v boju proti “ša-la-li” limonadi iz Nizozemske, šmarnu z narodnimi nošami iz Slovaške in slonovskim dvojnikom Anthonyja Rossa iz Švice.)

Pa še to: pevko in pesem je izbralo ljudstvo, zato Lena Meyer-Landsrut ni dobila pesmi, ki bi si jo sama želela peti. V resnici je veliko bolj zanimiva in dobra, kadar poje, kar želi

Incidentally, I dressed up for Carnival on Sunday.

I Was A Birdwatcher. Of Course.