Where is the Light!?

The TGV that rushed us over the half of France was a great sleeping experience!
Arriving to Lyon the first thing you notice is the number of people waiting for someone on the train station, a very good pointer to how many people had actually arrived to Lyon for La Fete des Lumieres! All of the most interesting buildings were illuminated over the weekend and they were done so in a way the artists from around the world have conceived it be most beautiful or most interesting.




It was like a play.......rhythm of lights and coulors.


Now this was one of the coolest thing they did
It looked like giant glass bowl with snow.......
snowing in side it.


The streets were just packed with
people....and these guys were just
amazing! They were drumming it away!
You just hat to hop and leap and dance with them!!!


You should have seen the crowd
around this phone booth with Fish!!
Crazy!!!!!!


Market with fresh products form
Provence.


The city buildings are often painted
with these kind of murals....I was told it
is very typical for Lyon.


Happy birthday Cara!

It's hard to emphasize what a wonderful experience it was to be in the hart of France, eating baguettes and French cheese, it reminded me how interesting life is when you're on the move. Vienna and it's Markets, Paris.....well Paris is always gona be Paris.....certainly a place to come back to see the rest, and Lyon with it's celebration which is mind blowing!!! Some of the installations I could stare for hours.......
Suddenly it was time to go home.....to my little Kapfenberg and to try the BBQ in the snow.......you'll hear about it soon enough.

Bonjour Paris! Où est le Lyon?

Cara's B-day was coming and we were both excited to be on the move! It was my first time in Vienna, just in time for some postcard Christmas sights. This Christmas market is open every year so it must be a dull thing for Vienneres but for me the Glühwein and the lights were absolutely charming.





After a enjoyable dinner at our CouchSurfing friends Moritz & Angela (lovely apartment) and getting no sleep before caching a 6am flight we arrived at Paris early in the morning and spend an exhausting day trying to see as much as possible, sleeping at the 5th floor of D'Orsay Muse, and than sleeping some more on the 4th floor. To much Art Nouveau just gets the best of you.......


It's the real thing!


Notre Dame just next to Seine.


Paris to the left, and to the right....
as far as the eye can see......................


Marie! The baguettes! Hurry up!


Yeees! It is a very fine work of art in deed! Isn't it....




In the background you can see the renowned
sign of Paris Metro designed in Art Nouveau style
by a famous french artist Hector Guimard.

I remember an entrance ticket for Moulin Rouge that my father had brought from one of his business trips! I remember imagining in my puberty years how exciting it would be to see the show.....


So some years later I'm here in person, but all
I had time for was to take quick photo in the
freezing rain! Next time........

There is a tiny place on the southern hemisphere called Reunion.
No body could actually tell me why is it called that way, except that it might come from the fact that in this tiny place many cultures meet and unite. From this exotic mixture arose a notorious kind of rum, illegal in some countries.


And this this is Richard who we stayed with in Paris , and who recently
visited Reunion (hence the Rum),
just 2min form Notre Dame!!! Thank you Richard!!!

Just one more thing. Flats in Paris have shrunken over the course of years. Or mybe that actually pertains only to the hallways...... Never the less I found it interesting enough to document this rather strange way of moving mode in Paris. Here they do it trough their windows.


Movers on the move!

A visit, a diner and a road trip!....or how to smuggle a Croatian to Croatia!

To get someone to visit you in Kapfenberg is a lottery wining.....to get them to do that in november is ......well close to impossible.
So I was lucky enough to get a visit form an Australian/Californian girl who just happened to be passing trough this part of the world on her way from Washington DC to L.A.
So for me it was good bye midterm exams..........For her it was hello.........snow!?




This picture tells a story of how I
feed 8 students for 25€....
And it was juuumy!


Don't all of our faces say:
Ice skating is GREAT!!!!!?

And now a sad story...............
One fine morning, not so long a go, I have discovered that my long long lasting friend that followed me staunchly around the globe had..................disappeared!!!
Disappeared I say!!! Maybe he just found someone to travel further, or more often than he did with me, or! maybe he was taken from me by someone (may be someone from Albania)? who decided that his friend (Albanian friend) is not good enough for him so that unknown person (unknown to me....or to Austrian police) continued his travels with my Croatian friend.........my Croatian passport!!!!
If I could choose between the two possibilities above, I would choose the first one. I lost it, maybe nobody even found it, end of story! Hm, that story also excludes me being stopped on the border some time in the future because my passport was misused or worse.....
So to solve the problem I had to travel to Croatia to get a new passport (cheaper and quicker than trough useless Croatian Embassies), but to do so I had to travel over Italy and Slovenia, to get around Austrian Schengen border for which I actually need a passport. Now, you are not suppose to do that.... ...but it is.............. doable .........it is possible.........so I did :)
I sad to my self: "Well we might as well make a rode trip out of it!!!" and here it is, how it was..........


First stop was Rijeka, my first student city.
Arriving there I awoke my cusine Neda in the middle of night
(if you're gona do trafficking people you might
as well do it properly.....in the cover of the night)


Robert capturing the day light before his
upcoming LAN gaming event.


Shapes of food on the road


Arriving to Zagreb on the next day just before
the pre-election-day silence...................
signs and politc. adds were still very much alive!


Back home!!!


A trip to Pljuskara on a Sunday afternoon.


This is where I used to play as
a child while spending summers
at grandmas place.

I fulfilled my citizens duty voting for our Parliament, got my passport, had a great time on a gippsy concert so all there was to do is get back to our little Kapfenberg. Before that..............


.............we visited beautifully readopted
Trakošćan castle,


and fine surrounding lakes.