Monthly Archives: September 2016

a man’s hand

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Really felt like taking pictures today. So I took my cameras and my tripod and went to Republic Square: There was a big monument, the Statue of Independence: And at the foot of the statue, as I had noticed three weeks ago, an imprint of the (alleged) hand of Nursultan Nazarbayev, first President of Kazakhstan: […]


extreme living

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Went to a local university today. It’s called KIMEP, and classes there are almost exclusively taught in English. It was quiet in some places: And not so quiet in others: Lots of pretty girls from what I could tell. The whole place somehow reminded me of an article I had read a few years earlier. […]


Plombir

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Went to the post office today: I didn’t just send my books to people. Some of you might remember how during the initial walk in 2008 I was always obsessing about sending my photos home on DVDs. Well, the DVD thing is over. I am using SD-cards now. And since Kazakhstan doesn’t seem to be […]


talking points

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Had an interview today. An interview where I talked and talked and talked. In fact I talked so much that in the end I felt a bit sorry for the journalists. Later they would have to listen to all of it again on their dictaphones, and then they would have to write it up into […]


Big Almaty Lake

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Went to another lake today: This one is called Big Almaty Lake. I guess it’s big, and it’s near Almaty. So it’s Big Almaty Lake. I hadn’t come alone though. My friend and fellow photography enthusiast Nazira was showing me around: And while we were there, we made friends with some young people from Taraz, […]


döner

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Time does what it does: it passes. I don’t feel that much better about my back yet. Guess it needs more time. So I went and had a döner today, at the Number 1 Döneria: It was okay. Not likely to win any accolades in Berlin or Hamburg… …but it was okay. Fall was coming […]


an amoeba

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Every day feels the same. I get up. I buy two yoghurts and a bottle of water. I go to my therapy. I find something to eat. I write, sort pictures, do things, meet up with friends. Then I go and find more things to eat. Like an amoeba. It’s not like all of this is […]


Artbat

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I like it when my blog posts are up to date. I mean, this is the internet, and it feels nice to know that everything we read about just happened or is still happening, as opposed to, say, reading articles in magazines or newspapers that are days or even weeks old. But there is a problem with being up to date. Yesterday […]


the rant

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Today I woke up, had two yoghurts and a bottle of water, and then I went and did my physiotherapy. It was good. After this I walked around a little, until at some point I started thinking about a discussion I had had a while ago with an American dude I know. Something about “Islam […]


the pokemon

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So I started my therapy sessions today: Actually it wasn’t just one kind of therapy, it was a whole bunch of different things we did: heat therapy ultrasound therapy electronic spider-like massage thing therapy manual massage therapy And then there was… …the stretcher! Now I wouldn’t go as far as saying that I already feel […]