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an interesting notice ….

..painting and … … is it plumbing? …plubbing? … plubring?? …

this newspaper article presents a very creative idea to attract customers at a restaurant. Serving the dessert in a goldfish bowl. a - ha …. and if the mango-jelly-on-goldfish-eating-customer starts to like his lively plate he might take the whole thing home for an additional 55 $HK only (fuenf euronen). yo

… so what’s next? eating pork chop on turtle? grilled sausage on birdcage?

um mal wieder von hinten anzufangen ….

2 sticker vom beijing airport …

und bei dem hier hab ich mich gefragt, ob es evtl. sowas wie ein “sozialistisches englisch dictionary” gibt oder warum heisst dass hier nich “airport shuttle”?

wir sind mehr oder wenig unfrisch in hong kong aufgeschlagen. nur hat es unser eingecheckter Rucksack irgendwie nicht geschafft. Das war jetzt auch gar nich mehr so ueberraschend, da irgendwie alle flugschalterbeamten, mit denen wir auf diesem flug das vergnuegen hatten, eine gnadenlose inkompetenz an den tag gelegt haben.

“wie mach ich da jetzt nen zweiten weiterflug rein?!”

oder

“wie is denn die abkuerzung fuer hong kong international? HKV? HKG? nee das war doch HGK!”

in der naechsten runde gabs dann nen doppelpack die sich gegenseitig vorgeschlagen haben, wo man doch nochmal raufklicken koennte, um zwei personen zusammen einzuchecken…”

also eigentlich waer die rucksache damit ja fast schon begruendet, aber dann haben wir dieses lustige video vom hk-airport gefunden, dass einen uebereifrigen mitarbeiter zeigt: hier ….. somit gibt es also doch nochmal alternative moeglichkeiten zum verschwinden des gepaecks.

na mal sehn ob sich das gepaeck die naechsten tage noch meldet ….

“hello india again?!”

after all that action (here a father beating up his son for eating chewing tobacco) …

we decided to escape to the mountains…

with some proper breakfast …

and taxis …

and some funny goat’s

and then we met this weirdo fly …

.. which was so laid back that it hardly flew more then a few centimeters distance and enjoyed the human accompanionship …

and now with cows …

ok .. now doors closed …

mountains closed…

just realized the misorder in the pictures folder - so I totally forgot about the pre-india experience - our fabulous flight to KL aka Kuala Lumpur and a 10 hours trolley trip into the nowwhere of malaysia’s airport outskirts:

there was so nothing - around the airport that the cars were honking at us - either as a greeting or for suprise to find human life in that area …

but actually there was something going on…. we spent around one hour watching the dramas of life at two ant tribes … there were the big black ones and the small red ones…

the big black ones were rather shy and scared when rushing to get the food back to there underearth village. Whereas the small red ones were rather faster and more brave … they didn’t even try to avoid the much bigger black ones, which rather retreated when facing a punch fight with the small red ones.

Suddenly a small red one got caught in a spiderweb, struggling to get out - but another red friend came along and dragged the caught one after long struggle out of the webs and then helped cleaning away the spiderwebs, stuck on the leg … yeah that was an adventure …. one red ant was so friendly to take a picture of us and send us a copy :

and our precious SUV-trolley …

but …. of course … the airport was also an spectacular experience on its own ….. for the whole family:

and when we finally - one hour before our flight, went out and sit again on the benches in front of the airport hall, we were highly suspicious …. by just doing that … and the airport police checked our passports … ” why?” we asked - because it’s there job ….

and where were first two, it became quickly 5 cops who also wanted to catch a glimse of our exciting passports … after copying our names on a paper name list (which was quite long already) we received our passports back with an explanation that another police colleage stated that I have a beautiful wife ….”I see …. ”

after that, another nice flight ….

with some pre-booked meals:

the chicken lasagna was actually not bad … at least with more cheese on it, then i’ve seen on pizza for a long time …

the main in-flight entertainment was provided by the indian crowd around us, fighting and claiming for the few empty middle rows for sleeping. One stewardess explained, yes, they can use those, but just after the plane is in the travel height ….

In the following - during the take off, they repeated 3 times to stay seated until the belt sign goes off - each time when one person tried to get off and sneak over to an empty row … the third time was then already completly ignored and a wild redistribution of seats got started. And during the whole flight the seats got shuffled again and again, whenever one person decided to go back to his real seat.

then finally …

…our plane started to burn…

no … actually just landed in delhi…

and a day later … back on autorickshaw …

… and what for all that hustle? yes! to finally have some good old “germany rice”

hello my friends,
welcome to the first round india from the memorycard. We start with a bit of india light from chandigarh ….

hmm… forgot why I took this picture …

morning chai …

first proper indian food

and a bicycle …

who said india was chaotic?

camera fix…

… ?! …

open air notary services …

“eeg”??

ready for the overnight-busride

ah yes, tickets …

“what?! that’s all?” …

… of course not … more in the next round, and then I’m gonna show you lot’s of nice pictures …

…. und kollege von italien, meinte das waer doch ein ziemlich deutsches modell …. ich so :”meinst du?” … doch dann hat er mich mit nem photobeweis erschlagen:

nunja … recht hat er …und …zeit fuer nen remake …. derrick 2011 …

just found this article, which tries to explain, why people in Germany are actually more in panic than in Japan.

A nice explanation is:

“The Germans are a forest nation — inward-looking, shelter-seeking, with a tendency toward the parochial. People have a strong bond with their homes and with the environment. They aspire to the “Heile Welt,” ….