Neighbors
If you build houses into nature, you should be ready to accept your new neighbors. So here are some.












If you build houses into nature, you should be ready to accept your new neighbors. So here are some.












One of the greatest ways to travel in Italy is by our small Bulli and AgriCamper, a similar though smaller variant of FrancePatience or Landvergnügen. It gives you a map of farms, vineyards or other rural places that offer a place to stay for the night, often for free, and the deal is typically that…
I find the Rambutan one of the least visually tempting fruits on earth. With it’s tentacly outside (or “hairy”, as literal translation from the Malaysian word) , in yellow-reddisch colors, hinting at a new cleaning device for your encrusted one-pot, the more rotten it looks, the better the inside. Having first encountered it 25 years…
I love markets, especially food markets, even more if I have the opportunity to cook at home. And the markets of Sabah offer an abundance of colors, smells and impressions. The permanent ones are in covered market halls or other shaded establishments, due to the heat and sun. The stall owners are typically friendly, interested…
This translates into “Everbody is crazy for Colorno”. It is a circus festival, or rather a festival of street and independent circus performers, and once a year it transforms the rather sleepy town close to Parma into something very special. At the heart of Colorno is a Ducale Palace, which tries to look a bit…
Still trying to keep my running practice, I had to do it in the afternoon, in the jungle of Muru, a World Heritage Area on Borneo. Poor me. As most of the accessible jungle here, it is part of a park, and they have well-kept paths. However, running / jogging here comes with a catch:…
“Oh, from Germany! Muller. Brehme. But not so good anymore.”, the taxi driver said on our way to KK center. It is not so easy nowadays to be a proud German abroad. But what about the world-famous German goods with their fame for quality? Like … Cars? To be frank, on Borneo, there are times…