I made my mind up to roads. I think it is impressing that when you step on a road somewhere in China it is very likely that this road is directely connected to a peace of asphalt somewhere in Spain, in Iraq or in Norway. Where you will get to just depends on which direction you choose at the crossroads you are facing on the way.
And in some way it is similar with life in general. You have to decide all the time if you turn left or right. If you keep on going or turn back again. Or if you just make a break and enjoy a place. When your are leaving a highway, it sometimes feels like your standing, while actually you are going pretty fast. Anyway...
This picture shows the main entrance and exit road of Reykjavík. So whenever we decide to leave this town, or return to it we have to pass it. By now I have been going down this road quite often. And whenever I came back I returned with a full package of impressions of this beautiful country. Made experiences with people I maybe will never see again, but still I will never forget.
Sometimes you will face things on the road you might not really plan with...
Sometimes you just have to stop for some minutes because it would just be wrong to let the moment pass so quickly...
Sometimes it is just not possible to take a road, and you better accept it...
and sometimes it´s fun to give a crap about cars, roads and all this stuff...
Totgeglaubte leben bekanntlich länger. Angefangen hat es damit.
Vermeintlich hat es irgendwo dort, in der tschechischen Pampa ein Ende mit ihm genommen. Doch immer wenn Etwas stirbt, wird etwas Neues geboren. Und auch wenn es ausschaut als wär er immer noch der Alte. Irgendwie ist er es nicht...
Listening to this music I am not quite sure if it induces happiness or nausea, but anyway...
As most probably I am going to be terribly drunk within the next 24 hours, and suffer from major hangover the next days, I will use this opportunity now to wish all of you, wherever you are in this world, whatever you are doing right now, a happy and successful new year 2011.
One year ago, I was sitting in the exact same room, here in my hometown Braunau. One month ago, I had a mouth-watering dinner in company of some great friends in the beautiful town of Djupavík. One week ago I celebrated christmas with my parents and my two brothers. Just one hour ago I came home after drinking some beers with some good old friends, and somehow it felt like I never left home. In one week I will rough up Vienna, again drink beers with friends (feel like a drunkard already). In one month I will be back in Iceland, enjoying my nice new room at Graenhlid (thank you Riccardo) and Spanish Tortilla (thank you in advance to Victor). In one year ...
... whatever I will do, at least it will be happy and successful. And comeon. Successful does not mean, to earn a lot of money, or to collect a stunning amount of credit point. It means to laugh, to drink, to dream, to share, to trust, to have bad times and good times, to experience something new, to see some rainbows and shower under some waterfalls. YIPPPIIIIIIIIII!
So lets drink tonight together, at least in our minds: To a great year 2010, to great people, and to an even better year 2011. Skál.
Auch schlechte Reime, muessen einmal ausgedacht werden!
Ich habe noch gut sechs Stunden um mein letztes Essay fertig zu schreiben. Danach wird vier Tage getrunken und gefeiert. Und dann schwingen wir die Hufe. Vorrausgesetzt die Fæhre legt von den Farören Richtung Island ab. Neptun, Poseidon, Fortuna, wer auch immer, lass das Wasser ruhen, ich hab keine Lust zu fliegen, oder mir die Seele aus dem Leib zu kotzen =)
Mehr gibts sobald ich wieder im Lande bin, so weit noch ein paar Fotos von unsrem wunderschönen Runtur um die Insel (draufklicken dann sind se grösser).