Wednesday, March 09 2005
7 month, 15 days
About Travel Photography,
Colors of the World.
Manfred is creator of ThisFabTrek.com, travel photography, a travel blog and a photography blog (a journey from 2004 to 2013). 'I set out to see the colors of the world, always I try to capture the colors'.
Seeing, is understanding, so I report and photograph, but formost enjoy and live those different conceptions of life (all that TV [and the web] cannot give). I reject jealousy, animosity, bigotry. Be free!
The mind, when pondering at night and always asked those questions. What am I doing in corporate wonderland of bank, university, office or church? Who is the other animal asleep deep inside, the thinker, punk, creative, or Indian, vagabond and healer, maybe artist, writer, photographer, traveler, globetrotter? Oh God, dare you to think. When I saw the lies, gambles and manipulations I follow the old dream and set out for the journey of life lived, the journey to see the colors of the world.
During years on the road I have taken the turns as they came along, and realized one thing: Only such a small part of the planet can be explored and such a vast land and sea mass will always remain unknown, to me; many swamps, jungles, deserts and oceans will never be traveled. But then I am father of twin boys, Daniel and David, my most important, and I show them some of the wonders and colors out there.
ThisFabTrek, Photography and Journey, the Stories from the Road and Life around the World, stopped in August 2013 after more than 9 years, Love and Peace.
Land Rover 19,126km
Other cars 4.633km
Madrid, 5 years since I have been here
Map: Journey Tours to Algeciras.
The olympic bid.
I enter Spain on the evening of the 6th of March, drive until about
10, reach Vitoria in the Basque Country.
Quite a mountainouse region which means the snow and cold
is back. Happy to have reached Spain I enjoy some tortillia and cerveza
before climbing into the back of my van for a good night sleep with
the harsh winterly conditions outside not bothering me much.
I reach Madrid the next day before lunch
time, find a garage, that I can trust my Land Rover with.
In the evening I meet Daniel and his family. Daniel and I used to work
together in London, side by side for more than a year. Together with
another friend, Richard, we formed a team. It has been 5 years that
Richard and I flew down to Madrid to meet Daniel. It has been over 3
years that the 3 of us met in New York. Time passes quickly. But our
Palacio de Comunicaciones, Madrid's most beautiful building.
stay the following day in Madrid. It is a wonderful city (another one)
I manage to fall in love with. Madrid is the 3rd city (London and Paris
being the other two) to compete for hosting the 2012 summer olympics.
With 4 Million inhabitants it is still manageable. Most of the construction
and fine-tuning was being done in the past. And after more then 10 years
of robust growth and catching up its population seems still relaxed..And
above all Spanish food is marvellouse (tapas, Rioja, seafood, foie-gras,
you choose...). Shame on me for not staying any longer.
But I am late for Morocco. I was sheduled to meet Michael a friend
from Austria and his BMW enduro about a week ago.
So I say goodbye to Daniel in the early morning hour of the 9th of March.
Listening to the Moondog I make my way south to Granada,
then Malaga, and straight to Algeciras.
The ferry to Ceuta (the Spanish enclave
on the coast of Morocco) leaves about 15 minutes after me buying the
ticket. I have left the continent.