An inner conflict.

October 1, 2013

I love my life in Berlin, as a photographer, as a friend to such amazing people and as a mom of mini-me. Though, in my heart, I am a traveler. 2011 was my year as a traveling photographer, having the amazing opportunities to visit Norway, Nepal, Paris ( 1 2 3 4 5 ), Vienna ( 1 2 3 ), Barcelona ( 1 2 ) and the Costa Brava, Morocco, Oman and Nepal again. One day after I found out I was pregnant in February 2012, I took a flight to Macedonia via Istanbul, a few weeks later I spent …

Barcelona.

September 29, 2013

Two days before and two days after the wedding, we spent in Barcelona, sporting some lovely airbnb flats and exploring the city. Definitely a lovely place on earth, I must admit, Barcelona is just not for me, even though I’ve been there soooo many times that it might make a different impression. I love the tiny streets, the balconies, the atmosphere, the food, and, oh yes, the shopping and the beaches, but there’s something about it that ‘s just not for me. Anyways, we had beautiful cook-outs with our friends also visiting for the wedding, sat by the beach …

Catalan Mountains.

September 17, 2013

We just returned from Spain, where we attended my friend’s classy, laid-back, Skandinavian-style wedding in the lower Pyrenees and also had a few days for a bit of proper vacation. After four days in Barcelona, with the wedding in between, we decided to return to the Catalan mountains for fresh air and silence. A great decision, indeed. All photos: Carolin Weinkopf

Travel plans: India.

November 15, 2012

When I first found out I was pregnant (and that wasn’t planned!) my first thought was: Oh shit, I will have to cancel all my trips. Well, I didn’t cancel all of them (not Istanbul, not Macedonia, nor Israel and Palestine, nor Spain), but at least Abu Dhabi in October had to be shifted to another time. In March next year, I will take N. and mini-me with me on a job to >>India<<, that will most probably be extended to an adventure lasting a few days longer. You have no idea how excited we are! I can’t wait. …

Traveling pregnant.

August 9, 2012

When I booked my trip to Spain a few weeks ago, numerous people called me “brave” and articulated their concerns of me traveling pregnant at 31+ weeks. I’m so glad I didn’t listen to any of them and just did what mini-me and my heart had told me: Get out and go! Indeed I have not felt any better during my entire pregnancy than now. Warm sand has calmed my aches, mediterranean waves have rocked my baby, some of my favourite people have snuggled my belly and mini-me now responds to outside stimuli in such an impressive way. I …

FFM.

June 27, 2012

I walked for hours before my legs suddenly said STOP and N had to collect me by car somewhere in the middle of the city. All photos: Carolin Weinkopf via iPhone

Trains.

June 25, 2012

Deep down, I’ve had a strong desire to leave and to go places all my life. Being on the run makes me happy, and taking longer than planned rarely stresses but rather inspires me. I’ve actually always dreamed of being on an overbooked flight to jump up and leave the plane and get a later one. (Still waiting.) Today I took a long train ride through stormy weather, heavy rain fall and some sun light. I changed trains, stood in hallways, pressed my nosetip against the glass and painted ornaments on the foggy windows. I got picked up …

Israel/Palestine: The Dead Sea.

April 8, 2012

Even though I was kissed-on-the-forehead-good-night, my sleep that night in Jericho was rather bad. Really tired, I attended my taxi driver host’s (rather long) morning tour, taking people to work and kids to school. Afterwards, he dropped me at the Northern tip of the Dead Sea and we waved good-bye. Sun rising over Jericho’s palm trees. Crossing in Jericho, with camels. By the main square, kids on their way to school (and famous street art in the background). Happy family in Jericho. Now, the Dead Sea, from far away, seems like a stupid clichée. From …

Israel/Palestine: Jericho, Westbank.

March 27, 2012

After a few days strolling through Tel Aviv and gaining weight due to delicious breakfasts, lunches and dinners, I decided to check out some of the rest of the country. I took a bus from Tel Aviv to Jerusalem, and from there, I tried to figure out how to get to Jericho. The lady at the bus station looked at me as if I was completely crazy, stating she had no idea how to get there or where it even was. Somehow I figured out I had to go from Damascus Gate (where, again, I had to ask …

Macedonia.

March 22, 2012

So after having found out that >>my life would change by 360°<< within the next few months, my stay in Macedonia happened to be a bit different from what I had initially planned. Luckily I have the best and caring friends in the world there, so I got pampered from head to toe. We went on road trips, spent most of the time eating, singing or talking and for the first time on a trip I’ve made, photography was pretty much not the main thing to worry about. Besides the stressful journey back via Istanbul with a few hours …