Category Archives: FUL DOBR
1. Six Feet Under.
I am quite obsessed with the series right now and the best thing is: we still have 2 seasons to go. 🙂 Together with Lost, Dexter and Battlestar Galactica, it is a filmed work of art we are going to re-watch in the years to come. IMHO that’s how you find out whether something really is good: you re-read or re-watch it. I can tell you from that experience that Lost, Dexter and Battlestar Galactica really are good. 🙂
2. The Long Night of Mathematics
On 27 April. In Karlsruhe. Again 🙂
3. Elliptical trainer
I have been increasing the intensity and the number of days on which I spend 50 minutes jumping around without touching the ground and it feels better and better. Can’t believe it.
… Soldier, Spy.
But the book’s much better.
I started reading it after I had finished Gulliver’s Travels and A Quiet American (Graham Greene). The funny thing is: even though I seriously adore Graham Greene, I think John le Carre is quite as good. Dangerously good. 🙂
No idea why I like spy stories so much, I just do.
Ha-haaaaaa!!! Endlich! Endlich, endlich, endlich.
Nachdem wir schon das Gefühl bekamen, unsere Region würde populärwissenschaftlich verdorren, gibt es sie endlich wieder.
DIE LANGE NACHT DER MATHEMATIK! Mathematik von 16 bis 24 ur! Spannend, immer auch zu schwer, interessant, lustig, aufregend … Ich kann es kaum erwarten!
One could call this a … Wedding Anniversary Sport and Food Festival?
On Saturday, we went cycling to France again, but this time we added some 10 kilometres and we ate Flammkuchen in Seltz. Everything else was as gorgeous and beautiful and wonderful as last Saturday. *sigh*
On Sunday, we cooked together. Well, we pretended we were chefs exercising our haute cuisine skills or something. Pictures to be published soon.
And yesterday, we went paddling. Yes, we went paddling on a Monday, hoping everyone else will stay at home and let as crawl along the small lake undisturbed. Well, you cannot keep windsurfers at home on a day like this, but otherwise, we were quite alone …
Since this week has thus begun on a Tuesday, maybe it will be easier to “survive”, despite the fact I have LOADS of work and my husband will be gone for 3 days …
This is going to be one of those days I am going to actively cherish the fact that the European Union with its lack of confining borders exists.
It’s Saturday, September has begun two days ago and we’re supposed to have 32 °C on this sunny day. Time to get out our steel horses and see what our friends Ze French are doing on such a nice day.
The trip to the Rheinstetten ferry is 16 km long and nice. On the ferry, there are many cyclists, bikers and trikers, must be because this bi-national region is so full of nice views and good cycling paths you cannot just ignore them on a nice day like this.
Our first short stop is Neuburg in Rhineland-Palatinate, which is just across the Rhine, then Berg, where we watch buzzards, then Lauterbourg, which is already in France.
We stop in the centre to take some photos and then we ride on to Le Rhin, hoping to get a table in a restaurant there. We do, but not in the shady garden. It’s actually a funny restaurant: they offer frog legs, lobster, foie gras and whatnot and all of it in three languages, but most people eating there at this time of the day are cyclists, alone or in pairs. That’s right: people in padded cycling shorts and sweaty T-shirts eating lobsters before continuing their ride into the bright September sunshine.
We relax, seeing we are no different than the rest and we order a chèvre on salad and toast. It is way too hot for real food. Luckily, the salad is good, the way we like it.
Afterwards, we ride back to the ferry, joke with the friendly girl collecting the fee and ride back home.
5 and a half hours, 40 kilometres, 3 regions, 2 countries and 1 unbelievably lovely day. 2 B repeated.
Have a look at the contents of this lady fossil’s inside, will you:
If you look carefully you’ll find out she must have had at least three living beings in her tummy, because one can see their spines (click for the larger picture).
Well, actually, this was an ichthyosaur mum pregnant with five babies when she died and sank to the bottom of the Jurassic sea, poor with oxygen and eager to fossilize her.