About мσηѕιєυя ωαη∂єяƒℓαηєυя
Flanierend!
Entdeckend!
Neugierig!
Wanderer, ob ländlich, ob urban - Hauptsache der Welt zugewandt.
Am Liebsten aber im Wald, über Berge hinweg - oder an den Weiten von Fluss & Meer.
Der Flaneur: immer facettenreich.
Der Flaneur: in Stadt und Natur.
Der Flaneur: draußen zuhause, über Stock, über Stein.
Der Flaneur: seit 2021 auch ein Komoot’ler.
Meine Routen entstehen meist en passant. Mit mit viel Liebe zum Detail: Kleine und große Fluchten - für jeden Tag und Jedermensch. Sei willkommen & genieße - Raum & Zeit - denn:
„Das Leben wird nicht gemessen an der Zahl unserer Atemzüge, sondern an den Orten und Momenten, die uns den Atem rauben.“
2,738 km
536:04 h
Recent Activity
- мσηѕιєυя ωαη∂єяƒℓαηєυя2 days ago
New Year's walk. Allensbach. Hegne. Nature's cinema. Rejoicing in the festive atmosphere.
All the New Year's walkers around me, still young in 2026. Just moments ago, meditative dancing and a celebration of the Virgin Mary. Now, already in the midst of nature's cinema. And with the following "family lineup
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- мσηѕιєυя ωαη∂єяƒℓαηєυя5 days ago
Year-end walk 2025. By the beloved lake. First up: tranquility, paradise. Bustling, the old town. And then, a bit quieter again, Petershausen.
But now a few more details about the walk:
Crowds of people at the train station. Pushing towards the harbor and the old town. Transfers to Switzerland, Herisau
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- мσηѕιєυя ωαη∂єяƒℓαηєυяDecember 24, 2025
Holly Jolly, sweeter the bells never sound! Excuse me. It should be: sweeter the mulled wines never taste – than at a Christmas market. Everyone despises them (all year round), yet everyone guzzles them down during the Advent season: countless varieties of mulled wine, punch, and other seasonally infused
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- мσηѕιєυя ωαη∂єяƒℓαηєυяDecember 20, 2025
Good heavens, what a dark night. Although, it's only evening.
Last stop where things are a bit brighter: my starting point, the S-Bahn station at Stuttgart-Vaihingen station. All alight, please! This is the last stop for the train. Train passengers to Stuttgart today from platform three.
I leave the station
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- мσηѕιєυя ωαη∂єяƒℓαηєυяDecember 20, 2025
Pre-Christmas stroll around the neighborhood. Tübingen, Old Town and City Ring.
First disappointment of the day: the Marquardtei (formerly the "Schnitzel Academy") has closed for good. The door was open, but the only handyman inside (apparently a contractor, not a customer) explained the situation. After
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- мσηѕιєυя ωαη∂єяƒℓαηєυя6 days ago
All day long – right into the cool evening – my full attention was on the game of boules. Four matches, all of which were completely botched. Naturally, after all that, I had to let off some steam with mulled wine at the local Christmas market!
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- мσηѕιєυя ωαη∂єяƒℓαηєυяDecember 9, 2025
"Night is falling, Signorita!" The cover song by Udo Jürgens (originally a Venezuelan tune) describes my little local Monday walk quite well: "...a little peace and quiet perhaps, I'm tired from hiking - and besides, I'm not as bad as the others!"
Evening falls, and in December that means: pitch black
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- мσηѕιєυя ωαη∂єяƒℓαηєυяDecember 9, 2025
Other things that happened along the way:
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- мσηѕιєυя ωαη∂єяƒℓαηєυяNovember 30, 2025
"Herrenberg, you beautiful place!" I think, as Hellmut Hattler, arguably Germany's best bassist, fills the Old Gymnasium with sound alongside his life and musical partner, Siyou Ngnoubamdjum. "Herrenberg, you beautiful place!" I think again while playing boules below the Collegiate Church, on the boules
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Winter was already here. Now the snow arrived. It was here overnight. Completely sudden.
I parked the car at Königsegg. My first winter walk, alone for once, without a crowd around. Slippery paths slowed me down. Meditative and contemplative. Perfect.
At Spiegelberg and behind Hochwart, the little ones
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