Samstag, 29. August 2015


I should write lovely personal stories here. About seeing old women with mittens on their needles. The hemp-farmer who tries to do a living with hemp products. Beautiful homemade meals. The weavers still weaving beautiful old woolen patterns. 

This time I was together with my husband on the road and in the course. And there is one curse for travelling not alone: it was nearly impossible to have great chats with locals outside the course. 
Do not get me wrong / I had a good time, just a bit different than the last years.

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