Where is home? This is a question that has haunted me since 1973 and I still have no answer. I know what my passport says,
Where is home? This is a question that has haunted me since 1973 and I still have no answer. I know what my passport says,
< p style=”text-align:justify;”>How much do you trust those you love? There probably as many answers to this questions as there are people on this planet.
Welcome to a new series in my continuous exploration of Berlin. Last week I got fed up of carrying my Fuji camera around for reasons
Ever since my mother passed away in 2016 I have struggled with any family-related holidays and activities. Christmas, Easter and all the events that she
Thanks to an endless number of car crashes, a demonstration and traffic jams around Berlin, my bus never arrived and I was utterly exhausted. So
I started writing out a very different blog the other day to celebrate my first year of having moved into my apartment. It has been