Sunday was the last day of my holidays and I spent it with lots of lovely and hygge activities (except doing my taxes!). The sun was shining almost all day and it was so warm outside that I did not need a scarf or gloves later when I rode my bike into town. The winter temperatures from last week (-13C!) seemed like ages ago!
What a nightmare! On March 2nd I was supposed to go on holiday for a week. The plan was to fly into Dublin, take a bus down to Cork and take part in the annual Ireland Sacred Harp convention along with a hundred other shape not singers from all across Europe and the US. Sadly winter decided to be nasty and covered Ireland in snow and snowstorms. As a result the airport was closed and the flight cancelled. The next available flight would have been on March 4th in the evening – when the convention was over. So with a tear in my eye, I cancelled the entire trip (as did my friends who were joining me for the Sacred Harp convention).
I think this quote from T.S. Eliot fits perfectly when I think about ‚home‘, or more precisely, ‚Heimat‘. Because ‚home‘ can be everywhere I have lived for some time, home is my flat, the town I am living in right now. Home is the place I come back to after work. But ‚Heimat‘ is the place I was born, the town or village I grew up in.
Old graveyards fascinate me. Especially when they are no longer in use and are hidden in places no one would suspect an old burial ground. Between town houses, in the middle of a public park, next to an ordinary parking lot or you stumble upon them while exploring an old forest. Highgate Cemetery is a bit different. It is not hidden but situated on Highgate Hill (near Hampstead Heath) and in Victorian times, one must’ve had an amazing view across London from there. Opened 1839 it was one of the first cemeteries that was not directly attached to an individual church. Since inner city graveyards could no longer cope with the amount of burials taken place, Londoners had to find alternatives to bury their dead. So Highgate Cemetery became one of the seven large graveyards outside the City. The location and the view soon became very popular and people did not only come there to pay respect to the deceased but used Highgate as a place for a picnic after a nice Sunday walk in the clean, fresh air. What also makes this cemetery a special place is the way the graves are arranged. On any german „Parkfriedhof“ there would be a very […]
I am not an autumn person at all. But sometimes, when the weather is nice and the sun shines through the yellow and orange leaves, then everything about autumn is perfect for a while. Then I suddenly find myself sitting on my bike on my way to the nearest park or forest. Last weekend it was the Rehberge park in the north of Berlin: a sheer endless area full of trees, meadows, cute dogs and people enjoying the rare sunshine before the rainy and dark days return. For some pictures you need to have a closer look at the ground you are standing on. Peel your eyes away from the lovely autumn colours and the blue sky to discover what is hidden underneath and next to your feet. Acorns, little mushrooms, spiders, cobwebs, and fir cones litter the ground. Don’t be afraid to get your trousers all muddy. Ignore the passers-by that stare at you while you are lying flat on the ground to take a picture of some tiny mushrooms hidden underneath a yellow leaf. Sometimes the best pictures happen when you ignore the world around you. Taking pictures of complete strangers is not something I do every day but […]
London! Europe’s biggest city. Always busy, always worth a journey. My first trip to London was back in 1999. Back then, my English class from grammar school (Gymnasium) decided to go by bus to London for the weekend (when Rainbow Tours still did their bustours to various towns across Europe). It was the funniest journey ever but we didn’t see much of the city. Since then I’ve come back to London several times. On my own, with friends, to visit friends. There are always places I haven’t been to yet, or a play I want to see. This time it was a visit to Highclere Castle in Newbury (an hour or so by train outside of London) that led to the three day short trip to London. Day 1 – arrival, sunshine and craft stores: From Berlin you can take multiple airlines to fly into London. I decided to book a British Airways flight this time because they fly from Berlin Tegel (which is close to where I live) to Heathrow. And Heathrow is super easy to reach by tube (Picadilly Line). For me, this is the easiest and most comfortable way to travel to London. BA also allows you to take two […]