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the Church of St. Francesco, next to the Square of the 40 Mar­tyrs in Gub­bio. the first thing we did in Gub­bio was not sight­see­ing, though, but try­ing to find a super­mar­ket. which sounds a lot eas­ier than it is. there’s not really much room between all the 13th and 14th cen­tury houses and build­ings …

before I post some of the shots from the Italy trip, I should like to squeeze in this photo for JSOVT(MB). it is from the same after­noon stroll — I’ll call it the Scott Kelby’s World­wide Photo Walk Rot­ten­berg, Ger­many (of which I was the only par­tic­i­pant) — as this one and this one. since …

there are two spe­cial days in the year when one — at least I — would really want one’s cell­phone to work — and I don’t mean emer­gen­cies and other unfore­see­able rub­ble. these would be New Year’s Eve and one’s birth­day. the like­li­hood for incom­ing and/or out­go­ing calls and SMS mes­sages is abnor­mally high on …

here’s a shot we took just for JSOVT(MB) on flickr — Julia’s not usu­ally sit­ting like that — when we were out and about around Rot­ten­berg and Feld­kahl, the two major metrop­o­lises in the state of Bavaria. there is really noth­ing near the place where this shot was taken, except for some grain and potato …

well, this is the chapel from the back­groud of this pic­ture, in all its infin­i­tes­i­mal glory.

I kept the title Ger­man this time, ’cause I have no idea how to prop­erly trans­late it. it goes some­thing like clois­ter (?) of the memo­r­ial chapel Feld­kahl. maybe christ.ian will be able to help… if you have never heard of the ham­let of Feld­kahl, you prob­a­bly need not worry. it’s part of the vil­lage of …

Wenn man jede (oder auch nur jede zweite) Woche eine län­gere Strecke mit der Bahn fährt, dann lernt man diese sehr, sehr schnell richtig lieb zu haben. Über den ganz nor­malen Wahnsinn will ich mich aber gar nicht aus­lassen, darüber sind ja sogar schon Bücher geschrieben wor­den, und das von Leuten, die viel lustiger sind …

miss­ing in this pic­ture is the wax fig­ure of Adolf Hitler, whose head was ripped off on the open­ing day of Madame Toussaud’s by some fool because of a bet he had made. con­sid­er­ing that a sin­gle wax fig­ure is worth some €200k, I hope he won at least that much bet­ting. oth­er­wise he’s not …