Not REALLY early, but early enough to catch a nice light bathing the Rhine. Note the helicopter: there’s a very virulent Pirate Party getting revved up for the upcoming election…
Back in my day, you gave a girl a locket to wear around their neck. These days, you buy a padlock, have it appropriately engraved and say “Lock it!”
The 2 Johnnies jointly celebrating #2000, Johnny G being marginally more famous than the undersigned. Whatever.
There are 1600 Pandas in the world, says WWF and they appear to have gathered them all and plopped them down in front of the Staatstheater in Mainz. Not very…
Er…Saturday? Petrea Burchard, actor, author, ex Pasadena Daily Photo blogger still delights with her Monday Zen series of “Well, you tell me…” images. This one falls fully into her category…
..what art thou storking out there on the Rhine? (Wasn’t sure of the avian family from that – 750mm lens – distance, so I was going to ask whether they…
That’s the claim that these folks at the Maria Ward School are making, anyway. Imploding buildings with controlled demolition? Now that‘s art. Sledgehammers? Nah!
Er ….noughts. And crosses. Vertical board games in the Grebenstrasse
…shaming sometimes will. Mainz’s perennial shortage of working capital is finally being addressed by council. Roads aren’t being patched, dog licenses have gone up and last year, they turned off…
..and good luck Prince-Elector Markgraf von Brandenburg kicks off the line up on the Rheinufer
The only pink I normally ever see is when I’m dragged into a fashion store. Thank goodness for sandstone….
You might get the impression that this isn’t the work of one of the SPD (left-of-centre party) faithful. Thinks: Of course – the disarmament pact! Might be someone out of…
National elections (and I’ll refrain from telling the joke about George Bush in Japan…) in nigh on 3 weeks and you can’t move without tripping over a bloody placard for…
…scratch! No-one does it better than Falco – everybody’s favourite dog – here with his appropriately dressed owner.
…but it pours. A Määnzer Mädche gets her feet wet on the Ballplatz
At least he made the trains run on time* You really couldn’t make this up. Mainz station is served by a metro-like S-Bahn between Wiesbaden, Mainz, Frankfurt and beyond, 440…
The location at the corner of the Ludwigstrasse and the Weissliliengasse appears to be somewhat of an albatross around the neck of any restaurant that opens there. Both the Bagel…
Vertically-challenged young person unwillingly observing a non-existent moon.
…when did Sarah (second from left) grow up, then? We know Sarah – she’s his nephew’s daughter. Nicest family you could imagine – through our friend Christoph. On the market…
aka “Lost” I kid you not – these birds were twisting the map around as if it was a car’s steering wheel. The only thing they DIDN’T do was turn…
The Bell-Towerman’s Keys is a sculpture by Hans Arp. It normally lives here in the concrete wasteland that is the forecourt of both the Rheingoldhalle and City Hall. There’s a…
I’d like to say that this is Jupiter in transit or something similarly cerebral, but I was at a vineyard hoolie without a tripod and the fairy lights looked better…
One of my sporting epiphanic experiences was watching a game of our local team, Mainz 05. Mainz had recently reappeared in the First Division and had a horde of middling-to-good…
Podlowski, Podolski , Müller and Unnamed – German national football team merchandising victims at the team’s training session at Mainz 05’s stadium last week.
So when’s the last time YOU saw a haystack…?
Harvest aftermath
Mainz has around 200,000 inhabitants. 20,000 of them turned up at the Coface Arena to watch the German national football team training for their friendly match against Paraguay on Wednesday…
This engraving on the cathedral says that we’re 86.49m above sea level. If we’re that high up, how come the city gets flooded with monotonous regularity? Like here Or here
They’re selling ostrich eggs on the market. Either that, or I was using my 10mm lens again without noticing….
The Greens are a well-meaning bunch, but they lose the plot too often to be taken seriously. Their most recent brain fart idea is for a compulsory (in finest Denglish)…
Or….. “Oi! Who stole my steering wheel?!” When I moved to Germany back in the 70s, I drove over in a red 1968 MGB. Right hand drive which poses immediate…
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