Memories and hints of a travelling IT professional.
It’s a Japanese tradition to pack colorful boxes with different food for lunch. When I arrived in Tōkyō, Japan I was late (because my flight was cancelled) and hastily I went to my already started conference. I arrived shortly before dinner and was faced with my first Bento box.
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I’ve been to Venezia, Italy as a child with my father – but the first time I can really remember was when we returned guiding a tourist group at the time of the Carnevale di Venezia. A time when the city is especially crowded with tourists.
Continue reading “Carnevale di Venezia”When I was young I was voluntarily working for nearly ten years for the youth organization of the German Socialdemocratic Party (SPD) – the Jusos. As they are a member of the International Union of Socialist Youth (IUSY) we went to the annual festival held this time in Malmö, Sweden.
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Even if I don’t remember too many details of this trip I sometimes think about it – because it was my first flight ever. I went with my parents and a group of tourists to Valletta, Malta. While my mother was quite in fear because of her first flight experience it was an interesting start of a series of many flights for me.
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When I was young I was a member of the Göttinger Paddler Club (GPC) and had a lot of fun with using canoes on the Kiessee in Göttingen and on different rivers. But the best river was the Ardèche in France: not wild water, but something making more fun than a normal river.
Continue reading “Sur l’Ardèche”I discovered Sweden in a wonderful way: I went there with a group of young people from the youth of the Protestant church of my hometown. We were staying for a week at a typical house there – but most important, we went by canoe a long distance over endless lakes.
Continue reading “Meeting with an elk”Maybe it was my first truly international experience, for sure it was the most intense one: my school organized an exchange with another school in Gloucestershire, England, United Kingdom. I went over for a week and lived with an English family – and received a visit in return.
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