Paul Atreides
The original title of this post was Kill all Hippies. Das wollte ich mal gesagt haben. Ansonsten bin ich aber natuerlich positive and happy and that’s why I changed it to my new name. Letzten Donnerstag in Picton angekommen nach vier fantastischen Tagen in Hopewell. Definitely top three of all stays in NZ. In Picton…
praise christine
Im stundenhotel in kuala lumpur (irgendwie muss ich die reise ja auchfinanzieren) fiel mir naemlich ein, dass der fuehrer seinen scheinvergessen hatte. Das fucking hotelpersonal hat meinekommunikationsversuche bestens sabotiert, aber am ende habe ich esjack bauer style geschafft, via smartphone und freiem flughafen wlaneine email nach berlin abzusetzen. Und christine hat es geschafft, dasding am…
tgiagotos ctd
…continued …One more change of boats and we finally landed at Hopewell Lodge. Thisvery chsrming place has been hostel of the year seven times in thelast eight years. And rightly so, i must add. Beautiful landscape,right on the sea, very friendly hosts, very good food, excellenthomebaking, wonderful room, and, of course, towels. So i'm in…
just a test
Damn computer swallowed half of my last post again . See if this works better. — Weblog: http://christiankohl.blogspot.com
tgiagotos
Somehow, the so-called smartphone swallowed my first blogpost, so here”s another trz from a landline. We made it. Sun is shining. Birds are singing. And no, I’m not hugging trees cuz I’m busy with the English kezboard lazout. fuck that. Yep, we had a nice trip so far and one that couldn’t have worked in…
Up and away
Friends! Romans! Countrymen! We’ll be off for a couple of weeks. leaving Berlin today for Frankfurt, then to Kuala Lumpur tomorrow, Auckland->Wellington->Picton->Kenepuru Sound on Sunday. I’ll probably post shocking pictures of naked sheep and other inter-species encounters here. Love you all,christian
Another wasted day
Beautiful sunshine, chilling winds. My entry for the proust summarizing competition would probably be: a very nice saturday morning. All was well: got up, had breakfast, finished the book I was reading, had sex with the dog, went out shopping. Und was passiert: Der Gemüseverkäufer erzählt mir gleich mal, dass Pizarro ausfällt. Fucking hell! Die…
Herbst und Winter in Berlin
Ein kleiner Schneehund. Ein zu Eis erfrorener Specht: Winterabend in Schöneberg: Herbstbestie: