foxy
A few minutes, on Kreuzstrasse, right across Victoriapark, we saw a small fox. At first we thought it was a dog, but getting closer, we saw the long tail and the red skin. Weird seeing a fox in the middle of a big city.
A few months ago, we saw some rabbits in a park at Kassel (the gray spots pictured here). Germany is a green city, indeed.
Listening to Robert Scoble
Today at IFA I had the pleasure of listening to Robert Scoble speak in a panel about German and American Bloggers. It was weird somehobw, because he did not say nothing i did not knew and his presenting style is not so flashy (as oposed to Hugh McLeod, for example).
I listened to some German journalists turned bloggers and that made me sad. In Romania, bloggers are 20-something geeks that are happy to share things and glad to be up on the stage. At Blogging in Germany and America i saw old journalists trying to teach us about new media and the tech revolution.
The photos I’ve taken are here.
Why?
Nobody asked me why did I left Bucharest for Berlin. I think it’s sad everybody understood why.
"petra, ich liebe dich"
A love declaration on Friedrichstrasse. This reminds me of an old coleague, who proposed to his wife with an outdoor billboard.
