I am a firm believer in that a photograph only truly comes to life once it is printed. But in my early days, a lot of those prints ended up in some random shoe boxes, never to be seen again. That has changed. I now put them up on my bedroom walls.Continue reading
A while ago, I got contacted by someone on the MyTrendingStories Team, asking me to collaborate on their site.
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After some email conversation, and after some consideration, I decided to give it a shot.
Will see if it worked out later, as I just uploaded my first entry here.
It’s an article on New York City that I had published on here a while ago.
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Autumn really is my favourite season of the year. Just followed by spring time.
But this one’s about autumn.
I really love the colours of this season, and I like the cosines of a nice sweater by the fireplace enjoying a cup of hot chocolate.
Sure, the weather isn’t as nice as in all the other seasons, and I do love snow, but there’s no denying that autumn is the best season for photography.
Who doesn’t like a pretty face and pretty colours in the background?
My favourite place to spend autumn is in the forest, in a small cabin with a fireplace.
My favourite area to spend autumn is Algonquin Park though. Canoeing through the the beautiful area, hiking and getting mentally lost on one of the numerous tracks there.
I like it even more when it’s Indian Summer. All the pretty colours, but with a more pleasant temperature.
More pictures of my favourite season of the year coming up soon.
What’s your favourite season? Tell me in the comments down below.
This week is going to be my last week of being 21. When I was younger I would be excited about my upcoming birthday by now. But that all changed after I got 19. The excitement was gone.
I then spent my 20th birthday first in an Ontario Northlander going from Huntsville to Toronto. All I had gotten myself was an international calling card (to call my mother) and a tuna sandwich. In Toronto, I had a burger and went to a trivia night with some friends, and I also failed to get a bed in a hostel. So I booked a trip toMontreal. I boarded the Greyhound (via Ottawa) shortly before midnight. (More)
And that was it. (Except for breaking the wristband of my $50 watch.)
For my 21st birthday, I was home with my family again. We had a small BBQ and that was it. A that changed with the big 21 was, that I would be legally entitled to drink in the United States. But I was 19 when I visited Niagara Falls (by crossing Rainbow Bridge) and 20 while being in New York City. So that didn’t really matter. Especially since I live in Germany, where the legal age is 18 (16 for beer).
This year is not going to be any different. I’m going to have a family BBQ, get to spend some time with my friends and that will be it.
Sometimes I wish birthdays would mean more to me. But they really don’t.
I’m always going to love my life and live it to the fullest, so why need a special day for it.
It’s also not about the aging. It’s just that I don’t care as much as when I was younger/ when I was under age.
When you are under age, every birthday brings you closer to drinking, driving (never combine that two though, as it will get you in trouble) and R-rated movies. And aging will also give you more legal responsibilities. So for real: Don’t drink and drive!
What do you think about birthdays? Tell me in the comments down below.
PS: My birthday is on August 27.
When I finished high school back in 2013 I was just over 18 years old, going to 19.
I did not know what to do with my life.
I did not know what I wanted to do.
I had no real purpose in life.
All I knew was that I had to find my self. And the way I chose to do that was by going somewhere on my own for a while.
The way I chose was a year abroad.
The country I chose was Canada.
So I had made my plan: a year in Canada under the IEC WHP (International Experience Canada – Working Holiday Project) initiative. But even the longest journey starts with the first step.
For me that first step was to build a financial buffer. A whole year would be to expensive for me, but I had plans to work. Still needed some money for bad times.
And they came. But it got all worked out with work.
I grew my self esteem, I learned to value myself more. I found my purpose in life.
As I came back, I still was into the medias. At least I thought so. But in the end I started with the thing I really wanted: studying geoenvironmental engineering at the Clausthal University of Technology. And I love it. It really is what I want to do. I want to make the world better by containing pollution in geo systems. But first I’ll get my bachelors degree (of science).
When I went to Canada for my working holiday experience, I had plans to blog about my travels and experiences. (More on that later.)
That never really happened, and very few posts came to life on my blogger (link).
That didn’t happen because nothing of interest happened. That certainly wasn’t the case.
I just didn’t bother doing it.
With university and work going well, having loads of new friends and hobbies and, more importantly after participating in the building of a fully electric race car, I felt like I have more to share. So I started a new Instagram. And it went very well. In fact, it still does. I also started a 500px to showcase my rediscovered passion: photography.
But I figured that that wasn’t enough. So on the first day of August 2016, I finally started my first real blog.
And I’m not going to stop just yet.
So let the blogging continue and let’s all see the world. The way I see it if you stay with me, that is.
Oh… and since politics are a quite delicate topic, I don’t talk politics.
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Ever since I saw that mean green racing machine at my university’s (Clausthal University of Technology) freshman welcome fair, I wanted to join in. I wanted to join my university’s formula student/ FSAE team.
And just a few weeks later, I dropped by the workshop for my first team meeting.
I finally was an official member of the Green Voltage Racing Team, but I yet had to find my task.
So I volunteered to do the teams Facebook posts. I later got joined by some more people, actually one person, to form something like a PR team.
I then also joined the sponsoring team to get us much needed security equipment and (more PR like) get us some roll ups for our rollout that we had last week.
And I even built a valuable part for the car: it’s cockpit plate.
And that’s why I love building race cars. You get to do all kinds of stuff, you can meet amazing people and you’ll get some industry insights through industry sponsors (even though that doesn’t really apply to me, since I study geoenvironmental engineering).
Building race cars is more than just a hobby, it’s a passion.