November 19, 2016
August recap
The results of the US election gave me a huge motivation for blogging, because looking back at my sunny summer adventures in 2015 is much more comforting than looking forward to a future in which Donald Trump rules the world; which perspective is, let’s be real, more than terrifying.
Since I can’t change anything (I wish I could), I am now feverishly preparing for WW3 and transforming our cellar into a nuclear shelter do what I can to blend out real life problems and live in the past, so here you are, August 2015.
I started the month with German fireworks in Langenargen:
It was raining light!
It was also a fine opportunity to take out of focus photos of the festively decorated ships…
…and of an unusually empty Lindau at night:
A few days later I spent 11 hours on a train…
… to get home in time for my mother’s birthday:
She received some handmade presents from Milo and Móricka:
In the process of creating it Milo got caught red handed. He looks quite embarrassed:
Móricka was rather pleased with the results:
Everybody coped with the heat in his own way: Milo took possession of the electric fan…
…Móricka wore his tribal colours with pride…
…The Cat buried herself in the closet (don’t ask)…
…my sister put up the grill…
…and I tackled some long overdue personal projects:
When the time came, I crossed Austria again…
…and got back to Bregenz:
I spent a lot of time on the road…
…making decisions…
…and getting my feet…
…and my bike dirty…
…on forest paths…
…and in water:
I met all kinds of animals…
…but mainly pigs:
I took the Muttersbergbahn…
…to look over the mountains around Bludenz:
I swam in the Bodensee…
…and in the Dornbirner Ach:
One time I even went to night swimming (the giant groups of bats and mosquitos swarming over me are not pictured but they were REAL):
I visited new cities…
…and revisited old favourites:
I also crossed borders, because that’s what I like to do:
I listened to music during the day…
and at night:
I saw (but wasn’t allowed to play) the organ Hans Buchner has once practised on (more than 500 years ago):
I met really old Chinese ladies…
…Bavarian witches…
…and whole families in splendid Vorarlberger tracht:
And, tired but happy, I ended the month just the same way as I started it: with fireworks. This time in Bregenz:
November 7, 2016
make songs for death as you would sing to love
Kocsis Zoltán, 1952.05.30 – 2016.11.06
November 6, 2016
if all the days were August days
Without further comments, because it has been fifteen months since I read these books. I will never catch up with my life on this blog ever.
