Homeless

Everyone sounds the same when they scream. This creepy thought hit me with a jolt as I watched twenty terrified trachten-clad* Germans freefall towards the ground on a rainbow-lit carnival ride. Although I probably wouldnโ€™t be able to hold a conversation with most of these people, their primal screeches of fear didnโ€™t sound any different... Continue Reading →

Drei Tage, Drei Abenteuer

Three days, three adventures 1.... Waking up early on a Saturday morning is one of those unfortunate ideas that never seem to work out.ย ย  It sounds so grandiose the night before: ah, yes, I shall sit upon my porch and watch the sun rise over the mist-clad Black Forest hills, but the reality the next... Continue Reading →

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