Nachtwanderung

Nachtmammut Ruhrgebiet 2026, Duisburg

After completing three Mammutmarsch events earlier this year – in Leipzig, Hamburg and Nürnberg – I was already familiar with the particular mixture of endurance, organisation and camaraderie that defines the series. Those walks had been useful preparation for climbing the Brocken later in the year, but the Nachtmammut Ruhrgebiet offered an entirely different experience: this was the only genuine night walk among the events I had attended.

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Taxiteller

Taxiteller, Duisburg

A Taxiteller is a substantial German takeaway dish, usually consisting of chips topped or served alongside currywurst, a portion of gyros, tzatziki, onions and often mayonnaise. Recipes vary from one snack bar to another: some replace the gyros with döner meat, while others add extra sauces or salad. It is best understood as a generous combination of familiar Imbiss favourites rather than a strictly standardised recipe.

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Böseckendorf

Gedenkstein für die Flucht aus Böseckendorf, Duderstadt

Along the quiet rural road between Böseckendorf and Immingerode, memorial stones stand with a restrained yet powerful presence. They are arranged in a simple formation beside the roadside, modest in scale but unmistakable in meaning. Rough-hewn stone slabs bear an inscription and dates. The surrounding landscape – fields, hedgerows, and the gentle undulations of the countryside – creates a stark contrast to the heavy history these stones represent. Nothing about the site is ostentatious; its strength lies in its stillness and the way it invites reflection.

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India or Italy?

Torre, Pisa

Our journey did not begin in Italy, at least not in spirit. It was meant to take us far beyond Europe, across continents, towards Sri Lanka via India – a trip we had carefully planned and eagerly anticipated. Yet, as so often happens in travel, events beyond our control intervened. Air India abruptly cancelled our return flight to Europe, citing kerosene shortages and price surges linked to escalating geopolitical tensions following Donald Trump’s confrontation with Iran. The airline’s decision was shrewd: by cancelling only the return leg into the EU, they avoided compensation obligations, while effectively forcing us to abandon the entire itinerary.

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Three languages

Mountain view, Dorf Tirol

Alto Adige, or South Tyrol, is a fascinating region where languages and cultures overlap in a way that feels both Alpine and distinctly Mediterranean. Three languages are officially recognised: German, Italian, and Ladin. German is by far the most widely spoken in everyday life, especially in towns and rural areas, while Italian tends to dominate in the larger cities such as Bolzano. Ladin, a Rhaeto-Romance language, survives in a few Dolomite valleys and adds another layer to the region’s cultural richness.

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Strade bianche

Strade bianche, Toscana

The strade bianche of Tuscany are so called because the term literally means ‚white roads‘, a reference to the pale colour of the region’s unpaved lanes, made up of limestone gravel, dust and small stones that can look almost chalky in the summer sun. They run through vineyards, olive groves and hill towns, giving the countryside its distinctive, timeless feel.

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Twilight

View from old town, Volterra

Volterra is a compact, hilltop town in Tuscany whose layered past is visible in almost every street and stone. Its origins reach back to the Villanovan and Etruscan periods, when it was known as Velathri and formed part of the Etruscan league; later it became the Roman Volaterrae and retained regional importance through late antiquity and the medieval centuries. Over time the city weathered sieges, civic rivalries and Florentine domination, all of which left architectural and civic traces – from Etruscan walls and Roman remains to medieval palazzi and a clearly articulated communal identity. That long continuity, with relatively little modern sprawl, gives Volterra an immediately ancient atmosphere that feels intact rather than reconstructed.

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