Strange Shorts Screening on coming Friday

On coming Friday, 28th of November there will be a StrangeShorts Screening in Exes Pool in Berlin (Wühlischstr. 30, 10245 Berlin (Friedrichshain)) Here a movie to have a preview how it could be this evening:

StrangeShorts in Cologne!

...denn am 29.11.08 ist es wieder so weit. Strange Shorts, das Bernsteinzimmer der deutschen Kurzfilmfestivals kehrt ins gleißende Licht der Öffentlichkeit zurück.

Die Wochen im Untergrund, mit all den durchwachten Nächten auf dreckigen Matratzen sind vorbei und das Programm, bearbeitet von Dutzenden Restaurateuren mit kleinen Pinseln und großen Hacken, steht bereit.

Unterschlupf bietet uns einmal mehr Peter in Gottes Grüne Wiese (Bismarckstraße, Belgisches Viertel)

Heidewitzka Herr Kapitän!

Ab 21 Uhr werden hier erneut 10 Kurzfilme im AK 47 Takt aufs Publikum geschossen. YEAH !

Neben den 10 Kurzfilmleckerbissen gehört die unvergleichliche Moderation von Doktor Bomber, Interviews mit den anwesenden Filmemachern und kurzweilige Ratespiele seit jeher zu StrangeShorts wie Wörter, die sich auf das was Uhren machen, reimen.

Also, kommt vorbei, sagt es Freunden, Familien, Vorgesetzen und Bekannten, ach ja und wer wen kennt der jemanden kennt WEITERSAGEN!

Und danach gibts noch nen Maskenball

Barcelona Rivival on coming Saturday (15.11)

Hola my dear Friends,

on coming Saturday, the 15th you are invited to come to the Barcelona Revival Party in my flat (Helsingforser Str. 17).
In fact in is not supposed to be a "normal" Meeting, so i want the evening to feel real BCN, to make it to a real nice theme evening.

So, feel free to open your mind and
- come along with a dress tipico de Catalunya (who likes yellow/red stripes?) and dress as erotico de possibile, haha!
- bring some catalan/spanish recipies/intigrients/food (ill do some Sangria and Boquadillos, hurr!)
- and of course some music (have u ever heard from Vampires Weekend or catalan Rumpa, Ska!)

Anyway, the doors of Helsingforser Palace will open at around 9pm. So, letz dance some Rumpa and enjoy the spirit of drinking Claras and eating tortillas!

...and dance some Polonaise!

Geeting ripped at Reeperbahn

Throw a coin and decide whether we wanna hitchhike or go by train. Yaniv suggested to decide how to go to Hamburg. But finally i rejected. It might not that easy to hitchhike: 2 guys and one heavy backpack - who is supposed to give us a lift? Finally we played safe and shared a weekend ticket with 3 others.

When we arrived in Hamburg we soonish recognized that clocks work differently here. We have been "afraid" by the cold temper of the people over there. So, we tried to make them smile and for sure fooled them a lot. What should we do of not being tracked down by them. But finally nothing helped. The so-called "sound of silence" was everywhere. Anyway, the night came in and we gave it another trial, this time with alcohol, it may heat them up. We just wanted to find a concert, should not be that difficult in here. But nobody could recommend us anything, everybody just was concentrated of going to the well-known red-light area, the Reeperbahn - the Gomorrah plainly. So we went there as well. But after a walk through the Reeperbahn we got fed up soon: too many fucked up people over there: excessively drinking, loudly yelling, aggressively acting. Not for us...not this time!

Yaam Worldpeace Day

We want the immediate stop of all tracing and monitoring! Fight against the consume terror! And for sure WORLDPEACE!

...was the appeal of the Yaam WorldPeaceDay in Berlin. Fuck that was great: Together with Yanif, Agata and Irena we went into the train to Zoologischer Garden to see what the hell is that bunch of costumized people doing... I felt nervous and unsuspecting at the same time.
Anyway, we occupied the train completely. The bass was boosting, we spend kisses and smiles to everyone who wants to get into the train, tried to sell polystyrene letters. To sum up, we collected credits for the world peace. The rules have been very easy:
1. Kiss pedestriants - 1 Point
2. Kiss Police - 10 Points
3. Selling a polystyrene letter - 10 Points
But next to these rules, they have been several tasks which are intended to raise the peoples awareness. So we are supposed to enter the media markt and switch on everything what makes sound, relabeling the H&M clothes price shields to make the sellable for 1.99Euro, protesting for "Tofuschnitzel" inside the McDonnalds and finally show our asses to the direction of the Reichstag.

Finally, i feel something is moving, so letz be part of it!


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Back for Good in Warszawa

Weekend was watching for me, so i got magnetized by the capital again. So, finally i got to known very nice places in Praga (The spider and several other bars) in the center near University and somewhere in the south. Ahh, that was the best: On saturday i went to a very great Couchsurf/HC Meeting in Klinika (somewhere in the south, dont ask me how i went there). Nice people from all over the world, but mostly Poles met there for drinks, hot dance and even more, hurrr! Warszawa i can tell you, next year you'll see me again, thats for sure!

Lodz, For God sake!

"Never go to the east of Lodz" kamil told me when he picked me up from the central station in Lodz. "OK, but what should happen?" i asked him twice. "I may not see you again!" he replied emphatically. After he left me i went down east to face the face of Evil, Torture and Death and i survived again, hurrr! Not a bad thing for a German, isnt it?
But what should i do? When i want to visit old friends i have to be confrontated with the area they live in, so i catched up (Ups, i did it again) with Pawel and Magda for dinner and out of the sudden somebody shouted "Pomoce" (Help me!) , cuz he got punched from somebody in the streets. So, pretending to be british citizen again! The next day Kamil invited me for a lift through the woods in Lodz (pronounced like "woods", thats why its so funny) and showed me some crazy (again!) and dangerous bici routes over there. Watch the death road! After that: Big Dinner at Kamils place, the mother ivited me and i eat so much like never before. Uff, full like a bucket i had really problems to move, but i got a lift back to the centre and the guys helped me by carrying me to bed. Next day i left back to Warszawa, looking forward for coming weekend!

Frightened about Warszawa Praga

25 hours of boring traveling and another sleepless night let me arrive in Warszawa. I arrived a little bit tired but Zuzia took me from the station and draged me to a great punk concert in the alternative county Praga, the best welcome to arrive in an unknown city. We drunk heavy beer(heavier than the German one!) and Vodka, burning down the throat again! I really can recommend the area Praga, although i heard a lot of stories about crime and racism (yeah, the Poles don't like the German so much), but speaking english and pretending to be british citizen helped me to survive in areas i walked alone.

Out of the sudden i bumped into Matt Smith, an American guy i met 6 days before in the night train to Beograd. Very nice coincidence! Ania took us to a great milk bar near University and after to a nice bar hidden somewhere in the centre (i woud not find it again,cuz those plazes are not very easy to find). Beers, Talks and people from Spanish Embassy accompanied s for this moment. Great Fun!

City of Dogs, Letz call it BeoGREAT

Some really sunny days welcame me in the city of abandoned dogs Beograde. On my whole track through by all rules sunny countries like Italy and Greece i never had such sunny days like here now. One of the things we did is to rent a bike to cruise through the nice city side, but therefore we had to go to the renting station, which took us a while, 2 heavy guys trying to bicycle on one bike to lake Ada, must have looked like a gay parade... 100.000 people are supposed to hang around that area in summer time, isnt it too much? Anyway after arriving in city centre we got invited to a domestic lunch, AGAIN - oh, i love it! Wanted to stay longer to try all that great food over there and continue smoking pot all days long, but time got me. Eventhough heavy rain was knocking on our door and i felt like: this is the best moment to go to a train to head further. So i left Belgrade in tears to reach the capital of Poland, 25 hours travel lie ahead of me!

Beograd rocks!

I arrived early in the morning with 2 hours postponing. The time here seems to be stopped in Balkan countries. I was waiting to be catched by Nikola as there was a guy out of the sudden who ran at me. In fact i just recognized somebody trying to steel my rucksack, so i jump off and was short before to punch ...as i recognized it was Nikola who suprised me. Uff!

Got to known a lot of friends from Nikola, we hooked up all together, but cooking was one of the things we did a lot. I love that kind of social come together, and actually i think i got some nice kilos extra which will serve my energy consumption for the next couple of days, hoooray!

Beograd is a city i have to get into my heart, i really love to be here. As there is the nice fortress where a lot of young people meet each other. And incredible, young people are so opened here, a lot of them speak English, and you got integrated so quickly. I definitely will come here again and highly recommend this city!

Leaving Athens

Leaving Athens is not as easy for me. Together with Klio and her friends we spend some really great days. When i arrived i was invited to a German movie "Die Welle". After that we crashed into a bar, muchos Rakis (heavy alc made of plumbs, honey and ... i dont want to more what else). Unfortunately i had to skip the idea of not eating meat, at least for a while. In Greece people only eat meat, and in fact its smelling after it everywhere: trains, busses, even in the flats... But, i love it, especially the Gyros is so great over here.

So, from the sightseeing point i was a little bit afraid, yes afraid. Don't wanted to pay 14 Euros to see the Acropolis, thought about climbing over the fences to get inside, in fact there are possibilities, but you should take care, a lot of security may watch U!

Furthermore i got addicted to the great joghurt with sweetest honey inside. Even after eating 3 of them i wanted more!

Anyway, i had to leave, the weather was too shitty. But thanks a lot for the stay Klio, next time we wanna see in New York!

So, when i left, i got into a sleeping wagon, first time, watch my message here:

Ferry Tales from Italy to Greece

After a horrible night in the train from Roma to Brindisi (yes, another sleepless one) i arrived quite tired at the small city of big ferries. Had to screw my time from dusk till dawn to get on the way to sunnier days (at least i thought so!). Catched up with many other travelers: Met a Japanese who hardly spoke English (...and travels round Europe for 1 month, is it possible?) and a very nice Australian couple which makes there 1 year honeymoon before the wedding by discovering the entire planet, quite interesting!

After a great night and shower (ohoueraaa, i could catch some hours sleep at the cinema room of the ferry) i was prepared for another country. But what i saw really frightened me: Around 20 albanian guys (givem a trial) tried to find their luck in western Europe by trying to get into one of several trucks to Italy. Funny, the police could not do anything and it looks that they are playing hide and seek with an unfair ration: 2 police men against 20 albanian. For sure, nothing serious will happen, at least not to police, because they have been powerless. So, i could follow the pace around for at least an hour. And that happens in front of the doors of Europe! I was scared, but finally they did not rob any of several tourists...

Micha Burning Rom

Uff what a night. A little bit scary, such a fuck - i could not find anybody from Roma to host me. Fuckin CS: Everybody seems to be busy with other CouchSurfer... So i went into the park somewhere at the outer boundaries of the city. There i thought nobody will be there, but finally there have been some bums around that place, so nasty. I was a little bit scary, cuz i thought they gonna hear me and rob my things, but finally they just smoked and drunk a lot, 25 meters from my sleeping place. Hardly sleeping i followed their actions and just tried to be quite, cuz their dog was listening. Freezing too in Roma, 8 degrees in the night. nothing for me, i left in dawn! bacl to Roma Centre, ready for Sightseeing Numero 2.

Venice, here we go!

My last (ok forelast) day, and now please letz go to Venice, so we did. How is one saying: See Venice and than die! But somehow we survived the trip. In fact you hardly can plan an organized tour to go through. You just can get lost in walking the streets and crossing the bridges. Nice way of exploring, here you really will recognize things which you would not when you just go the tourist track. Eating Pizza, drinking Spritz, ah - i love IT!

Padova

After Zurich i directly surfed to Padova, the city in the suburbs of Venice. there i luckily catched up with Italiana Nora which introduced methe city while cruising fast through the city. Andiamo, andiamo! i just heard her shouting. Crazy italians, it must be the every morning coffee which turns them to crazyness. We catched up with a whole bundle of italianas, i wjust was smiling ;-) Finally we end up in on of the "bastard" clubs and had a small beer (not comparable with the consumption in Germany). Povoro Tobi!

Cold an Expensive

Einsam, Zweisam, Dreisam and the 8 degree cold river ctahced me and surrounded my body for at least 3 seconds. My heart was beating uncontrolable and i i felt pain coming through my head. A nice thing to start a day. Short time later i felt a flood of endophines cruising my whole body. Happy with that? Yes, i was smiling.

But it does not stay long, this lucky feeling. this time Birk lend me his ticket and i got into ity to have a farewell breakfast. Fuck they got me. 40 Euros away for the fuckin controllis!

Surfing the Black Forest (4th day)

The regional train got me to the very top of the Black Forest, thanks Bene for the ticket. Here i started my tour through the woods. Quite cold it got after some ours, so i had problems to get into my shoes (fuckin freezin!). Yes barefoot wandering helps to stabilize your system i told the small children whiched asked their daddies why i am doing that.

After i arrived back to the nicest community of Freiburg we went into the city to see some Jazz concert (yeah, somehow it was electronic, Jazz only cuz of improvising). Well, well, well - falled asleep like a tree after that strenous day.

Hitchhiking failed (3rd day)

I started quite early, left Bastis flat quite erly. Full of enthusiasm i went to the most recommended hitchhiking place. You are supposed to get a lift in 30 to 60 minutes in every direction you wanna go. BUT, somehow it did not worked out for me. Even after 5 hours waiting i could not get anything. Frustrated i arranged to get on a Mitfahrgelegenheit, 20 Euros - OK, is that the price for waiting? nevertheless i reached Zurich and could catch up with Guido, best class mate ever!
I tried to cook the indian way, but finally it was just a ofu soup on rice, nice trial. Thanks Guido for the expenses!

Discovering Frankfurt (2nd day)

First morning, waking up in the central city of West Germany, where the bankers never sleep. Every day lots of money is moved here, some say its one of the most trading cities in whole Europe. ...and i am within there. So i wanted to have a closer look at it and went to the Roemer, the central place of tourism. I ctahced some standard infos where to go and what to explore, discarded it short time later and made me up to have a look for my own walking down the streets of business, money, poverty and crime. OK, i did not see much about the last part, but i felt very uncompfortable at the central station, i can tell you!
Finally, its a small town, where you can reach most of the things by walking. So, i went to the Goether-Haus and got a guidance there which introduced us to the way of living of the big poet Gothe. Quite interesting: Goethes Family was washing their clothes just 3 times in a year, so they could have been called "sehr gut betucht". Anyway afer the tour i had a nice talk with the guide there, he spoke all the time as he would be Goethe, very curious, but interesting. Also he reminded me on somebody who is reading historic documentaries in the TV, very good pronounciation. Finally he recommended me some very nice places in South Italy, so i got curious. Hope to see some of them when i reach there.
After the Goether tour a couple let me in to the Palmen Garden of Frankfurt, i really can recommend it, get some refreshing and take you somebody when you go there!

First longer Hitchhike (1st day)

Time to leave Berlin for some days, at least 3 weeks to go for some vacations i thought and so did I. I went to S Nikolasee to leave Berlin by catching a lift southwards. Get out my label signed with Leipzig i began trying to catch some chances to jump on a car which will take me as far as possible, my aim: the very popular (in the eyes of foreigners) Frankfurt am Main. Fortunately after 20 minutes a couple catched me and took me. Always people have a reason to take you, so they remembered the good old days when they hitchhiked in the past. Fine, Fine - so i got to the near of Leipzig. Carrying on i tried my luck to go further to Erfurt. I met another hitchhiker watching for a lift and hooked up with him. The guy was quite experienced and could get a lift for us both further to Erfurt and than another to get on another Autobahn, i was amazed. Near of Erfurt i had to attest what i learned from that lesson. So i started asking people at the gas station to take me. Short time later i got to known Richard, another hitchhiker. So, finally we could arrange a ride together to go to Frankfurt. Quite successfull day: 4 rides within short time, no money left, 7 hours only!

So i reached Frankfurt at around 7pm and hooked up with my old surfer buddy Bastl. We once met at a surfing course in Portugal, so its was a good moment to see him again. We drunk Roter Rauscher, updated us recently and exchanged some new ideas about the future. So i am curious, whether Bastl will go on these Big Yacht Sailing soon (Keep in touch man!)

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