Memories and hints of a travelling IT professional.
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.
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The Basilica di Santa Maria Assunta is a church on the island of Torcello belonging to Venezia, Italy. It is located in the so called laguna morta where you don’t recognize the tides anymore.
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Venezia, Italy is built in a laguna – with houses on wooden pillars. Where to have a graveyard in this situation? Venezia has an own island (San Michele) for this purpose and on this you can find the Cimitero di San Michele.
Continue reading “Cimitero di San Michele”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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The international airport of Malta in Luqa is the only one on the island. It is located 5 kilometers southwest of Valletta, the capital city. It has two runways and transports 5 million persons per year.
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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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