You heard that right. I had a job for six months, and when I should’ve been transitioning from my probationary period to my contract, I found out how one gets canned in Germany. Sacked, fired, asked to leave…we’ve got plenty of ways to describe such a thing in English.
This bridge means a lot to me, and it’ll take some explaining for it to make sense. Arrived here in Logroño last year to begin my journey. Meeting all the pilgrims with their injuries that day, I felt like such an imposter calling myself a pilgrim already. Little did I know – everyone walks his… Continue reading third day on the Camino & a return to where I started last year…back to the future, because I’ll definitely be here again
I’ll admit it – I’m a little nervous about my feet. Blogs and online forums and even a few old-fashioned books I’ve been poring over have adequately warned me how important foot maintenance is when it comes to the kind of long-distance walking I’ll soon be doing. For those of you not hanging on… Continue reading heed that guy’s warning, would you?
When I first started hiking here in the German Alps, I kept seeing that symbol above. ‘What is that?‘ I’d ask. Oh, it’s the Jakobsweg. ‘Huh? What’s the Jakobsweg?‘ You know, it’s a pilgrimage. One of the oldest ones in Europe, I think. Many people walk it. Now that I know a bit more about… Continue reading Walking down the road…or getting ready to
Why do I find myself going back again and again to photos of my trip to Seville? It’s not only that it’s such a beautiful place – I’ve seen my share of those. There’s something about Spain in general and Seville in particular. So this is a bending, sunlit corridor. At this particular moment,… Continue reading Shedding the Kummerspeck
If you’ve been here a while, you know I like climbing. This blog didn’t exist last year during hiking season but if it had, there would’ve been many posts of mountains I’d climbed. Something to look forward to if you like that sort of thing. When I was in Nice at New Year’s, I wrote… Continue reading looking down on the Mediterranean
First you go down a level, then you take the lift up to the second level above the ground floor. As you come out to the most indescribable view, you realise you’re standing atop giant mushrooms. It’s even better than it sounds. There’s the beautiful city of Sevilla spread out below, and did I mention… Continue reading atop las Setas (the mushrooms)
Although I don’t have a sister, I found out some weird news this week. Turns out I can legally artificially inseminate my sister, but it’s against the law for me to actually have intercourse with her. That’s a relief, right? Wait, what? It’s true. Them’s the rules. Unless you’re in Germany or pay attention to German… Continue reading these genes would make an ugly sister