Remember Christiania?

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A few years back (summer of 2005) I went to Scandinavia for a summer of hitchhiking and basically doing nothing; however it didn't start as quietly as I wanted and as I was landing in Copenhagen airport so was Air Force One with George W. Bush aboard. In the whole city there were a lot of protests and one of those caught me trapped in Christiania.
A bunch of youngsters started a pretty big fire in the middle of the main street and in the blink of an eye the police arrived with a lot of cars and what not. They put out the fire and created a human shield to protect the official convoy.




It's amazing how polite the danish police was. At least half of all these people (including me) were having on them enough dough to smoke for a month, yet nobody got searched or anything.





20 minutes later everything was over, we were sitting and smoking like nothing happened.

In the winter of 2007, on my way up north to Norway I found myself in Christiania yet again. Small days, gray skies, dead leaves and happy people as always are some of my memories.


Together with Monica, we finally got "home" after thousand of miles








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Jbel Toubkal, here we go!

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Ticket payed, 7 feb 2009, Bucharest->Madrid; 8 feb Madrid->Marrakesh, afterwards climbing the highest peak of the Atlas mountains and northern Africa.

Here's a few pictures of people who have been there in 2006: http://www.pixagogo.com/8857644364

Remember the Beneficio hippies?

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Once upon a time there were some lovely people who opposed wars and conflicts and called themselves children of the living light. You all know who I'm talking about; yet as most of you do not know, they did not disappear in the '70. There are still islands of hippie light scattered around southern Europe and believe it or not they await any stranger with open arms.
Here are a few pictures taken years ago in Beneficio, one of the last remaining "alternative" communities.


The big lodge


My very own little place in the Casa Maya


Children of the road


Little house on the hill


Early morning - the music is still sleeping


Early morning sun through the trees


Suzy waking up


The village of Orgiva and the parking place of Beneficio



Special shrooms spaghetti thingy


Good old regular wieners and fries


Wild almonds embracing their gastronomic destiny


Beneficio valley



Animals are our friends. When did we Babylon people forget that?


Yurts and tepees


"Improvise, man; you have to... like... let your spirit build the house for you"


Visiting friends in the Casa Maya


Big Lodge as seen from the pine forest located hundreds of meters higher



My Jewish friend Hillel


Improvised fireplace


Dalian influence


Siesta in Orgiva


Miguel, 87 years old owns a little orange shop. His walls are white and the sun during the siesta is miraculously avoiding his little bit of universe. I dropped my backpack and started reading something as he closed his shop and offered me a gift of oranges.
"We were strangers right up to now, but from now on we are amigos" he says and smiles through his bushy mustache. "In Andalusia naranjas are life, naranjas and light. Pass it on, young amigo" then he went away.
Live on forever, Miguel!