From Indochina to India

New Delhi (India), 18.08.2013
Getting to New Delhi from a remote Cambodian island isn’t easy, and the trip took me through several places during some days. In the early morning a motorboat took me to the main quai on Koh Rong. The sun was shining, a breeze blew over the bay, everything was fine. Once on board the ferry boat to the main land, dark clouds came up and it started to rain. Only when everybody on the upper deck was well showered, the ferry took off for the two hour ride to Sihanoukville.

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Bangkok (Thailand), 24.07.2013

Never will I forget the first time I went to the movies, I must have been 8 or 9 years old. Not only was it one of those exiting discoveries my father introduced me too. It opened up a new world of dreams and fantasies, after having discovered those of the book (on printed paper, for those who can’t remember the world before ebooks) and the audio drama on cassette tapes. But the movie also left a series of images in my mind that I will never forget. Continue reading “Metropolis”

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