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Brunch

All I ever want to do is host brunches and dinners and lunches.

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Hallstatt

March 2017  * There’s a reason why it’s one of the most photographed places in Austria.

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I don’t have much to say except that I do want to use this platform more again to share pictures that are collecting dust on my hard drive.

It’s been a long winter. With lots of frost, some snow and weeks and weeks of bitter cold temperatures.

But it’s a beautiful, beautiful world.

Home (in winter) I don't have much to say except that I do want to use this platform more again to share pictures that are collecting dust on my hard drive.

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Home

  I love nothing more than to see the world. I love to explore wide landscapes, swim in the sea, drive through the endless savannah. Glaciers and deserts, jungles and lakes. But these hills? These hills are deep sighs and content smiles. They are home.

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Bali is afternoon naps and beach walks. Infinity pools and lazy mornings. Strong coffee and fresh fruit.

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Complete (back)packing list

  My mum always said “at this day and age, everything you’ll need is your passport, some money and your phone.” She’s not entirely wrong, of course, but since I don’t plan on shopping for an entire new wardrobe and accessories, here’s a list of what I’m planing to take to Malaysia with me. It’s my first real backpacking trip and I’ve never really done a proper packing list so here we go (this…

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Thailand, Malaysia, Singapur Thailand, Malaysia, Singapur von rotekirsche, denim shorts enthaltend

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Changes and Chances

If you haven’t heard about the refugee crisis in Europe you must have been living under a rock. Lately I’m struggling to even call it a crisis. How dare we? A crisis? This? Compared to what these people have been through this is nothing. However you may call it though, it’s a tough job to coordinate and find a solution for. Daily, thousands of people from Syria, Iraq, Afghanistan and other…

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Of dirty bitches, fucking tourists and mint tea on the house. Or: why Morocco was a struggle.

Of dirty bitches, fucking tourists and mint tea on the house. Or: why Morocco was a struggle.

* It’s hard to find the words and structure a balanced blog post about something that has influenced this travel as much as the following. To write about something so close to my heart. To properly explain the why’s and because’s. I don’t think I can. Yes, I’ve traveled through the country for longer than just a couple of days, but still, I’m aware that my experiences are a glimpse of the overall…

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Essentials: Morocco

I haven’t done one of those fashion advice posts in a loooong time. I never really had the need to but now I’m struggling again and I’m kinda astounded at the lack of inspiration out there. I’m also very surprised at the lack of appropriate clothing available. I’ve browsed online shops for a while now and I found it very tough to find clothes I deemed appropriate. Here’s my situation: I’m…

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The road to Tanger

Ladies and gentlemen, I have arrived. It has only taken 3 days or so, but who’s counting? So let me tell you about this odyssey a bit. When I left Vienna on Saturday, I didn’t think much of it. I knew I had a relatively long journey ahead but it was all doable. Take the plane to Frankfurt, fly from Frankfurt to Casablanca on the same evening. Sleep in a hotel and catch a train to Tangier in the…

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Ten-twentytwo in a hostelroom in Philly

Ten-twentytwo in a hostelroom in Philly

It is odd how close power and vulnerability lie together. Even though I’m traveling alone, I’m not really traveling alone. It has occurred to me that I often use the term traveling alone the same way I used it when I was 17 years old, fresh out of high school and traveling through Europe, alone with a friend. Alone, meaning that I did not travel with my parents. I wasn’t truly alone though. I…

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Morocco Morocco by rotekirsche featuring a sleeveless t shirt

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Morocco Morocco by rotekirsche featuring a sleeveless t shirt

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Urban Farming

Urban farming

Living out of the city (but not quite in the countryside) has a lot of upsides. It naturally also has a lot of downsides but that’s not the point of my post today. I’m lucky. I know I am. My parents have a garden and while it’s not huge, it’s plenty of space. It was big enough for water fights and tents for a camping sleepover when I was a child. It was secluded enough to have a fire pit to roast…

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Topfen-Porridge (curd cheese-porridge)

Finding an apt translation for Topfen (or Quark) is harder than one might think. Here’s what Wikipedia has to say about this, just to clear things up.

Moving on. It had never occured to me to add curd cheese to my porridge, until my Instagram feed was suddenly swamped with it. So I thought “Heck, why not give it a try?” And I did. And it was glorious.

Curd Cheese Porridge (of your choice) Ingredie…

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Oh Nepal

The news of the earthquake in Nepal have left me utterly heartbroken. So many lives lost, so many ancient historic buildings and temples destroyed, so many homes in ruins. And so many villages not even accessed yet. We are fortunate because so far, all of my relatives are safe. The same goes for close family friends. We’ve been in contact with them and the stories they’ve told are devastating.

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