Benitatxell (España) The pendulum swings far in both directions. Sometimes I am flooded with the greatest happiness and then crushed by deep depression. The center is a place I rarely find. I start most days with a meditation. During this time, I am completely with myself and time itself disappears. Time is precious, I tell myself, att...

Benitatxell (España) Will the sea remain in me? Or the rough rocks? Or a clear memory of it? The sound of the sea, like last night? I no longer know whether I can rely on my memory, it is never as clear as the moment itself. And this is always just a hint, a fleeting experience at best. We use the weekends to go out into nature. It's v...

Benitatxell (España) The first impression is never the one that lasts. Neither a bad one, nor a good one. We have arrived at a small house at the end of a street. There is only one other house next to it before the road turns into a dead end. But this one takes away a large part of the view of the sea. It seems to be new, the façade st...

Sauveterre-de-Comminges (France) Our time is limited. This is more true since we travel and change where we stay every four weeks. It is also a general truth that I have always been aware of, but never fully admitted. Here I have no choice. We like to be out in nature and so we are dependent on the weather and the conditions outside. S...

Sauveterre-de-Comminges (France) “Did you know when you was there, that it was special? - From The Bear” I am glad that the fear is gone. It was back, just as strong and powerful as before. It paralyzed me and severely narrowed my view of the world. I saw danger everywhere and terrible things would happen to us. My thoughts were full o...

Sauveterre-de-Comminges (France) This is not a country to live in, but one to visit. This realization is solidifying. But it is not set in stone. A week of adjustment lies behind me. It is and remains a difficult undertaking. Despite a good night's sleep, I am tired and exhausted most of the time. The illness that put me out of action ...

Sauveterre-de-Comminges (France) A lot of time has passed. A lot has happened in that time. Berlin is behind us. And the Black Forest too. We've been in the south of France for a few days now. More precisely, in the Pyrenees. It's a small community made up of 10 or 11 smaller settlements. Around 700 people live here in total. But it fe...

Berlin (Germany) Just as I'm about to park the car, I see a creature coming out of the hedge. At first I think it's a dog and wonder at its strange appearance. Only when it trots past my car do I realize that it's a fox. A Berlin fox. In the middle of the street in a residential area. One trip to the office is enough for me. It takes a...

Wiesmoor (East Frisia, Germany) At home in bad thoughts. Enveloped in loneliness. And I can't find a way out of it. The feeling: I have no one who could help me, no one I could turn to, no one who would be there for me. I am completely alone and lost in this world. It's hardest in the morning. A swarm of rats circling in the back of my...

September 22, 2024 Wiesmoor (East Frisia, Germany) Some days I want to scream. On others, I lack the strength to get out of bed. And on a few, light shines through the narrow window. Light in which there is peace, but also hope. It keeps me alive. One day passes after another. The overall picture is not a positive one. Not a time that ...

September 09, 2024 Wiesmoor (East Frisia, Germany) I don't have to find a language for a feeling of powerlessness and anger. Not anymore. A lot of things are good. Well, let's put it this way, some. The noise remains annoying. And it remains. People are only concerned with themselves. I'm no exception. And yet I am in a happy state. We...

Wiesmoor (East Frisia, Germany) For more than a moment, we thought about looking for something in the area. A house or, if necessary, an apartment to rent. Rather an apartment, so that the costs remain low. After some initial research, I even found out that a fully furnished house was available for the same price as an apartment. The p...

Leer (East Frisia, Germany) I prefer to be where there are no people. Like in this little church. A brick building. The norm, not an exception. A heavy door made of dark wood, behind which silence lives. So unusual for a Catholic church. No ostentation. No pictures. Modern and wide and open. I sit down on a chair in one of the front ro...

Wiesmoor (Germany) The rain follows us. It follows us for months, always with us. But before the rain comes the heat. And it is merciless. The air is so thick and heavy that you could cut it with a knife. There's no wind, not even a breeze to cool you down "Why don't you go out into nature to clear your head?" Will I succeed? The week ...

Wiesmoor (Germany) As a child, I always looked forward to going on vacation, because that meant we went to Croatia and I could be with my grandparents the whole time. Vacation was always just the time that meant coming home. They were my home. Later, I looked forward to the vacations because it meant I could travel with my friends. Eve...

Wiesmoor (Germany) We are in one place and yet we have to be in the next. Always a step or two ahead. This makes it difficult to engage with the place we are in. And then there's the time and energy I have to organize in a day. Sometimes not an easy act of balance. I often wonder why this place is so different from the rest of the coun...

Wiesmoor (Germany) A deer emerges from the small wood, less than 50 meters away. It freezes in the meadow for a few heartbeats before darting off, vanishing behind the house at the end of the narrow path. Moments later, three or four more deer follow. Two are young, their spots still visible. They too pause briefly before scattering in...

Wiesmoor (Germany) This is over, forever. That's the overwhelming conclusion after four weeks in Jablonec. It was the first accommodation we stayed in for a second time. It looks like it will be the last time. The first week was the best, everything felt new and yet so familiar. It was like falling in love, only the beauty was there. B...

Jablonec nad Nisou (Czech Republic) We stumble forward and sometimes over the small or large stones of our origins. Falling and getting up again. Wiping the dust and moving on. We look back and curse what we see or ignore it with an emotionless shrug. We wish it could have been different. But we can't shake it. We look at others and wh...

Jablonec nad Nisou (Czech Republic) The weather remains changeable. A front with cool temperatures and rain. Sometimes a short thunderstorm or a heavy shower. Then, out of nowhere, the temperature rises to summery heights. That's when we go to the lake. It's the most beautiful place in town. People lie on the shore, children splash in ...

Jablonec nad Nisou (Czech Republic) Thunderstorm, then rain. I am surprised to see a thunderstorm in the morning. It follows a hot night, during which a cool breeze kept blowing across my skin. An expected pleasant cooling. Then another through the rain. I program until noon. After a nutritious lunch we go for a walk. The air is still ...

Prague (Czech Republic) “So if you have a choice, travel with more time than money. You’ll be richer. - Kevin Kelly” The most beautiful places are parks, some of which we visit. As soon as the weather permits and we have the time and energy, we hit one. The best experiences are the little things, like a walk where we are surprised to s...

Kutina (Croatia) The sound of water. Birdsong. Chirping crickets. Fresh air that still has the scent of rain in it. Trees. Trees everywhere. A dense forest and me in the middle of it. A forest without a path, but with memories. I was here as a little boy with my grandpa, eager to explore the world, about four or five years old. The hou...

Prague (Czech Republic) And then the unexpected happens. I like this city. It's strange how quickly my opinion changes. Maybe it is the sun, which shows everything in a different light. Maybe it is the exercise in the fresh air, which calms me down and somehow opens my eyes and my heart. And maybe it is simply because I look at the wor...

Prague (Czech Republic) “„... you become aware of what didn't happen in your childhood, what you don't remember. Because what didn't happen has as much or more power over who you have become as an adult than any of those events you do remember.“ - Running on Empty from Jonice Webb, PhD” The next, new place. But it's not so new. We've b...

Berlin (Germany) This city is overwhelming. But only until you accept it for what it is. But to get there, it's not enough to keep telling yourself that. It is the words of another person that first point me in this direction and finally open my eyes. But I have to see for myself. Even if I don't understand why this city attracts all t...

Berlin (Germany) Before the door opens and the storm begins, it is quiet for a brief moment. It is the kind of silence that I have only experienced between the dunes on the northern French coast. A complete and pure silence, gentle and calming. An absolute silence that pervades the entire body. The storm is this city and everything I h...

Korschenbroich (Germany) Mountains of sand in a landscape where there are no mountains. They bear the colors of the earth. Golden brown. Dark brown. Black. Gray. Red. One next to the other, as far as the eye can see. It doesn't see much else. The pit has no visible end. There is no world behind it. I would like to fly, from the inside ...

Korschenbroich (Germany) I don't work where I sleep. I go to an office in town where I've rented a space. I'm the only one who does that there. Everyone else belongs to the company that rents out the spaces. There aren't many of them. Sometimes two, then four. And that's only one day a week. The rest of the days I'm on my own. I like b...

Ille-et-Vilaine (Bretagne, France) Now that time is coming to an end and we are leaving Brittany after 5 months, I have to come to terms with the fact that not everything went smoothly and that I can't set off with stories filled with wonder. I have to leave behind what could not be fulfilled. That is difficult. On top of that, after a...