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Wanderurlaub 2023: Slowakei und Polen

Am 23. Juni geht es los. Nach der ersten Etappe 2020 von Bratislava nach Donovaly und 2022 von Letzterem nach Koisce soll es dieses Jahr von dort, über den Duklapass nach Polen gehen. Geplant sind ein Tag Hinreise, sieben Tage wandern und ein Tag Rückreise. Mal schauen, ob das alles so klappt und wie weit mich meine Füße und vor allem mein Kopf tragen bzw. trägt.

Bei dem Abschnitt von Bratislava zum Duklapass handelt es sich übrigens um den Cesta hrdinov SNP:

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Park pałacowy w Dukli

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Pałac w Dukli

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"You can’t see your own hand, or other people, you can’t see the things whose shape existence usually takes, you can’t even see the air moving between your fingers. To believe in your own life you have to take hold of yourself, or escape into memory. Without the world, without the variety of forms all around, a person is naught but a mirror in which nothing is reflected. During the day this cannot be seen, because light is thinner and more weightless than air. It sneaks into every crevice, which is to say all shapes—the tangible, the visible, and at times the invisible too. Now things are different. The primal matter of the dark enters the veins and circulates like blood"

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" Time died away between Saturdays. It lost its light, transparent quality. It swelled, thickened, became inert, stuck to the body, and my life came to resemble a march into the wind. I felt like I was trying to run in water up to my chest. My gestures trailed behind me long after I’d made them. I was convinced they left traces in the air. Because back then time was very much like air. Or water. On Saturday evenings, though, it regained its rightful form. It flowed so quickly that it got ahead of me. I could see it fleeing, the way landscapes slip away from the window of a train. Nothing could be done. In theory they remain where they are, but you have the feeling that it’s the landscapes leaving us behind, not the other way around."

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