Persia? Is today…

Perserreich 500 v.Chr.jpg
Perserreich 500 v.Chr“ von William Robert Shepherd – William Shepherd, Historical Atlas, 1923. Lizenziert unter Gemeinfrei über Wikimedia Commons.

… Iran! Did not know that until I met Basim, a Saluki dog, in the park.

a Saluki dog - like the one I met
a Saluki dog – like the one I met (source: Wikipedia)

And he told me – if I am not mistaken – that in former times, even before Christ, Persia expanded to Thrace (now parts of Bulgaria, Greece and Turkey) over the core land we now call Iran, to North West India and Egypt in the South (see map). The Salukis, as nomads, learned to fit in these different living conditions.

And Basim pointed out that today you have to be careful with names – as a nation is not necessarily an ethnic group and vice versa (e.g. an Arab is not a Persian). “So, how should I address you then?” I asked him. “Well, to keep it simple, use my first name. I am Arab with Greek roots, coming from Egypt, now in the immigration process.” “Immigration? You are going to live and work here?” “Oh yes,” he replied, “I really want to do that – and I hope it will not take me too long until I am finally accepted.” “And how is it goin’ so far?”  “I’m fine – helpful, nice people taking care for me, not offending me with words or attacks. You know, there are many other dogs, they even fled their countries, asking for shelter here, and they were attacked.” “You do not have to ask for shelter here – it is a fundamental right,” I affirmed, making clear that I am not xenophob and that racists are just disgusting me, even more in my own country. Incidents like in Dresden last friday are just too much – attacking people whose job is providing humanitarian aid (Deutsches Rotes Kreuz). Is Germany not yet mature enough to be a country of immigration and shelter?

Side note

Have we already forgotten about the fact that Germany signed recruitment agreements with many South European countries, starting with Italy in 1955 and we welcomed the first “Gastarbeiter”? (ah, OK, for the historians: the term ‘Gastarbeiter’ traces back to the last years of World War II, when foreign civilians worked for wages in the NS War Economy). Without these agreements and people the “Wirtschaftswunder” would not have been so successful. The campaign continued in both parts of Germany, until 1973, the oil crisis – after years of economic recession – stopped the process. The “Gastarbeiter”, as they were called in the BRD euphemistically at first (the name became popular in the 60s even when the time limitation, in practise, had been eliminated; in the DDR they were called ‘Vertragsarbeiter’ but not integrated in the way they handeled it in the West), now are called ‘foreign employees’ or we use the technical term ‘migrant worker’. And who can deny that they opened a new door to their countries for us (or don’t you like travelling to Italy or Greece or…?).

Basim continued: in former times, the Salukis were travelling with their masters, being allowed to sleep with them in their tents, accompanying them when hunting. I am sure he will find a job here that suits him as he is crazy about nature and hunting, conserving wonderful World Heritages (ah, he misses the Pyramids and old temples so much…). “What I like most? Observing flying eagles – for hours.” he said before we said goodbye to each other.

New Horizons

Regarding last week three exceptional incidents remain in my mind.

A young German politician, Philipp Mißfelder, died. Totally unexpected they say. Well, you never know what you are carrying with you – until something is happening to you or you are in a special situation – or it just happens. Even when you are young, you can die, but you shouldn’t. The hard ones just say: “That’s bad luck.” But this does not help the family at all. I noticed that Almut – while she was looking at a photo taken during the Schweigeminute for Mr. Mißfelder in the Bundestag (what newspaper was it?) – she was frowning. Because people in the back rows: Coming or going? Obviously not engaged… why?

“New Horizons” – NASA’s 1st mission to Pluto and the Kuiper Belt has been successful – and delivers surprising news (by the way, mission started in 2006 before I was born and it will take another 16 months until all the photos and results get back to NASA’s): Frozen Plains, quite a lot of three-thousanders… is it a 2nd, still frozen Earth? Is Pluto on his way to develop in that direction? Or is it the other way round? Interesting Hypotheses.

There are people, I know, they never believed in these kind of missions – being it to Mars or even the landing on the moon. “But look at all the information in the internet, on TV!” “Oh, yes, I do, but is this real?” “…”.

Me? Hey, I am a dog. Pluto? A buddy in my ‘Kiez’, and: Thinking of poor Laika, died on mission in the Earth Orbit in 1957, my heart goes out to you.

And last but not least, again – Europe and Greece. Finally, they made up their minds and Greece still belongs to the EU. However, there are a lot of things to do now. The money involved reaches head spinning heights (how many “dogbones” would that be for me?), Help is needed, yes, but is it only possible with money? In what will they invest the money and how? We’ll see…

Livin’ in a box


Accompanied Thomas and Almut to the show room again yesterday. Like that place although it has only neon lights – but it is cool, lots of things to discover and is the storage of all the art works at the same time. Sometimes Thomas’ helping hands are there too, ah, love them, hug me, play with me..

We have a job to do. Register and place all the works coming from Thomas’ old storage. Not so easy – as some were not registered at all resp. finding the right place for them (right sized boxes, etc.). But the proper preparation helped us a lot and I really tried not to stand in the way.

And I thought by myself (while I was remembering a day in the gallery when I was sitting in a carton for a while):

Rusty in a box
?un regalo? ?o qué?

Eva and Thomas are also sitting in a box, their  colleagues sitting in their boxes and so on and so on. OK, they obviously need that – but for me? Mph. Oh, I tried a box in the storage too – M 43 u(h), quite strange – to check out how it would be like bein’ an art work. You know what? For a while, OK ( I also have a box @ home), but then eager again to be shown on site…

Summer holidays (team time trial)

6 lakes tour
SCHMID-MYSZKA 2008: Manfred Schmid-Myszka, Rund um Berlin. Von der Ruppiner Schweiz bis in den Spreewald. 50 ausgewählte Wanderungen in der Mark Brandenburg, München: Bergverlag Rother GmbH, 1. Auflage 2008 Manfred Schmid-Myszka, Rund um Berlin. Von der Ruppner Schweiz bis in den Spreewald. 50 ausgewählte Wanderungen in der Mark Brandenburg, München: © Bergverlag Rother GmbH, 1. Auflage 2008 (50 Wanderkärtchen von Warmund Koch, Berlin, Übersichtskarten 1:1.000.000 und 1:2.000.000 ©Freytag-Berndt, Wien).

in Berlin-Brandenburg and I have some nice hiking recommendations for you to meet ‘Land&Leute’ – or for the more active ones: what about jogging…?

We started our tour heading first to the Peetschsee – the 1st view from the Augustablick has been so very attractive, I could not resist and had a re-fresh in the crystal clear water (the proof is my homepage portrait). Did not make the Menowsee, instead we made a shortcut to the Glietzensees. Wonderful all the way, neither too shadowy nor too sunny… and beautiful views. Last lake, the Großer Stechlinsee. For the lettered ones, Fontanes last novel takes place here, Der Stechlin, and perhaps someone is able to tell you the old legend that grows around the lake? And do not forget that Rheinsberg is not far away.

Had our final stop there (we deserved it after 5 hours and needed coffee to make our way back by car), strolled to the car through the picturesque Neuglobsow (hey, I met my first donkey!), took the path along the Dagowsee… ah, so nice…

Curious? Want more? Here we go… or do you miss pictures? Go and take yours while making the tour/s!

2 lakes tour
Ebd.

2nd tour took us close to Neuruppin to hike around 2 lakes this time. It was VERY hot that day *sometimes the humans have crazy ideas to spend their spare time, ah, but they made the right decision to make only 1 lake* – and: just right, the tour led us through the woods, close to the lake. I could cool my paws and legs anytime, always shadow… – until a man wearing a blue bathrobe suddenly appeared in front of me. Shocking. I really had to bark – a barthrobe in the woods! – and then, even more: a man in red bathing trunks! Uffz. Too much for me in that very moment, sorry. But I learned: it is their habit, so I will keep calmer in the future. So, went on, passed the campground, passed a snake and: had a swim all together (I am still in training, but behaved, so people did not complain). Ready to enter the Boltenmühle restaurant – great close up *had my diner too* 😉

Even if you have not the time to drive out of the city I can recommend a good bicycle tour. Last sunday I had been really keen on escorting Almut and Thomas for our own team time trial (oh, yes, I like Le Tour- the pure sports) – I was trotting with them. Headed to Schloß Charlottenburg first, enjoyed our first stop in the park (could take a sip of water) and rided through the Kleingartenkolonie: Super: another stop – good for me, as the weather has been sticky, the Spree refreshed… and had the chance to have a look into flowery gardens, could see new office buildings and some parts of the old Siemens buildings as well. Crossed the next bridge to Siemensstadt then – had a late breakfast. Next section, passed a peddlers and a used car market and *schwupps* over the bridge back to the Schloß, last stop at Lemke (famous for their crafted beer). Small beer for my carers, water for me – back home again I was SO proud I made this tour, really danced, full of joy – Almut and Thomas cared for the stops (sometimes I really have to pea, you know…). Fabolous team time trial for us – BMC were winners at Le Tour – and we made it without consulting our watches, as it was SUN DAY… (and had the time then to watch the team time trial on TV ;-))

(…) my feet back to solid ground

Well, for Almut it is her feet in her shoes on solid ground, for me only my paws. As she was walking through Athens with me I had the chance to take some remarkable pictures from my perspective. And I had lots of fun because she was not aware of my little camera… OK, the red nails in summer she always wears – not my cup of tea (my claws in red? Uh…); but with this special pair of orange shoes – gorgeous colour mix.

Of course I always had an eye or two on the people getting close to her (who was that again with the black and white shoes?) and was very happy that the grounds were not too shaky 😉 wau, wow.