New sign written. Musik shop visited. Bye Barcelona, Zaragoza, we come… But not yet… So we met…
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The Wanderer’s Tune (Lyrics for the Song)
-The Wanderer’s Tune-
People used to tell me: work the job you love to do.
Spend some of your money onto where your heart is true.
Well, thanks for the advice I said. I wish the same for you.
The sun hangs high above me singing and the sky is blue
And I’m feeling good…
People asked me questions and I fell silent for a while.
What you’ve got to ask yourself is the question on how but why
I looked them in the eyes and cited Hayden’s quote on choice:
Is it bankruptcy of pocket or is it bankruptcy of soul
So here we go…
Ask me why I wander the world and I smile and sing wha ba bada da
If you meet me one the road just smile and sing wha ba bada da.
One day you will understand why I did what I had to do.
I hope at this point you will be a wanderer, too.
I am looking forward to seeing you wherever we will meet
You smile and sing the wanderer’s tune into eternity
(c) Pascal Beer, 2010
A Night to Remember
This night was eventful. First a razzia by securities at 1 o’clock, then really no idea where to sleep on the middle of a metropolitan Saturday night fever. So we placed ourselves close to the beach, the girls wentto bed and me doing nightwatch (officer and gentleman)
Continue reading →Little Buddha
This morning I held a very profound interview on the whole journey named LIFE. I am heading towards Barcelona. New country, new language, new adventure.
Continue reading →Tage wie dieser / days like this
Days like this do also exist
-had a shower
-washing machine washed clothes
Stimme der Oeffentlichkeit / void publique / public voice
What amazing things happen when you fall in love. Today I walked through Montpellier on a cloud 7 and really could see but beauty and love. I even interrupted lots of songs to say that I had fallen in love, and that is where the story of “voix publique” comes in…
Continue reading →Wiedersehen / Meeting again
I left my sleeping place rather in a hurry, lost the bearings of the Mac Donalds and did a pretty Odyssee to find myself underneath the golden arcs again.
I went back to the city and went to play the Jardin de la Fontaine. I took the 50 Centimes and left thinking in the vein of “let’s get the hell out of here”.
Make a new plan, Stan
After a neat Nutella-breakfast with Hueb, he approached me to the idea of my wheels, better said the wheel bearing was fucked! So I start my silent mourning for Rumi but hope we will make it to Spain (over the Pyrenees 🙂
Continue reading →Have you been to Sainte Maries de la Mer?
I found out in the morning that this is a petite Sainte-Tropez. I washed my clothes in the sea and hop on the bus and back to Arles.
In the streets of Arles, which are indeed lovely, Iplayed some tunes, but big customers kept away. Lots of pushy beggars ruined my income 😉 funny, uh.
Into the Lion’s Den and out
So I woke up in Lyon, found the probably most expensive super biological bread dealer in town and told him my story. After trying to find out what Tibet meant in French, I tried…
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