a cold day in erfurt.

it's nice to visit this town now and then. the inner city with its old houses and cobblestone streets is so charming.

this is where my brother lives. not so charming, but alas, people have to live somewhere.

brown is shit. that is referred to nazism. their uniforms were brown.

totally charming timber framed house by a small tributary stream ( breitstrom ) of the gera river.

ignore the bad license plate concealing, haha. i love canards!

more timber frame work.

it was icy that day.

in the middle of the city you feel like you're out by the countryside in a small village.

ducks!

in the back there is the krämerbrücke. one of the most beautiful and curious sights of erfurt. there are a lot of small shops on there that sell all kinds of thuringian specialties. i love walking on this bridge, their shopping windows are a delight to look at.

oh, another sticker with shit on it. this translates to: shitty logo.

some of the houses on the krämerbrücke.

wouldn't it be nice to live in these houses?

i photogrpahed this because of the word 'wechselschlüpfer' ( changing underpants ). i don't know anyone who says 'schlüpfer' to panties, except thuringian citizens. and they call it 'schlüpper' which sounds awfully countrified, haha.

one of the beautiful windows of one of the shops on the bridge. thuringian food specialties!

erfurt streets by night.

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november: kickelhahn, himmelblau & weimar cemetery.

i had a week off in november and visited my parents ( as i often do on my vacations ). on a sunday morning we headed to the thuringian forest to climb onto the peak of the kickelhahn mountain. the kickelhahn mountain is the landmark mountain of the city of ilmenau . johann wolfgang von goethe , the famous writer & philosopher, often visited ilmenau and also climbed the kickelhahn. oftentimes he stopped at a little hut in the woods to relax for a while and on one of these stops he wrote one of his most known poems. our little adventure didn't last the whole day, though, as we had a little date with the weimar cemetery to look after the grave of my grandparents and then to visit my cousin and his family. tiny peek onto the kickelhahn tower. thuringian woods - deep dark green. at the goethe hut. this plate shows the german version of the poem goethe wrote here. inside the hut. and here's the english translation. i love this poem so much, as ...

in the forests.

it's that time of the year again.

july '20: lake petersdorf discoveries and a plea against genocide.

the green wild meadows of malchow's sandfeld. in the west of malchow there is a big chunk of forest that spans towards plauer see, a widely 'uncultivated' area these days, but it hasn't always been this way. in my last post i mentioned the nazi munition factory that had been built in these woods, away from prying eyes of their enemies and where they also built an external subcamp for the concentration camp ravensbrück. exactly these woods we explored on a pretty sunny day, betraying the darkness that happened around these parts. isn't it weird that there are places in this world that were built or used by dark forces and horrible regimes and you vist them 80 years later and they are the most peaceful places you can imagine? sometimes my brain can't cope with the contrast of knowing what was in the past and what the present looks and feels like. it definitely leaves me with a strange impression often, kind of like a little sting in my heart and brain that is not ...

ghost of nature.

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