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23
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2012

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Die Kreuzritter Collection 5
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Bathory (der mit Anna Fiel)
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Narnia - Die Reise auf der Morgenröte
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Nick Knatterton Teil 1
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100% DC #2: Catwoman - Damals in Rom
52 Sonderband: World War III
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Blackest Night #1-8
DC Premium 71: Rise & Fall
DC Showcase 3: Superman - Krieg der Welten
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Infinite Crisis #1-7
Infinite Crisis Countdown
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Superman #1-7
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Batman Special 1: Officer Down
DC Archivband 1: JLA Hardcover
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DC Premium 71: Rise and Fall

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Civil War #1-7
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Der Ultimative Spider-Man (Heftserie) #26-31
Der Ultimative Spider-Man (Heftserie) #43
Der Ultimative Spider-Man (Heftserie) #46-47
Der Ultimative Spider-Man (Heftserie) #66-70
Die Fantastischen Vier 1-7 (enthält US-Vol.3 von Claremont/Larrocca)
Die Ultimativen X-Men (Heftserie) #42-50
Marvel Exclusiv 12: Hulk im Fadenkreuz
Marvel Exclusiv 18: Spider Man- die ersten Jahre
Marvel Mangaverse Monster Edition 1
Wolverine #09
Wolverine #18
Wolverine #24-27
Wolverine #48-50


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Batman Sonderband 5: Azrael / Bane
Batman Sonderband 8: Catwoman im Niemandsland
DC Archiv Band I: JLA
DC Archiv Band II: Green Lantern
Die Rückkehr von Superman #1-6 (Azzarello/Lee)
Lobo #01
Lobo #05-07
Lobo #09
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Superman Sonderband 2: Genesis
Superman Sonderband 3: die Welt von Superman
Superman Sonderband 9: Countdown für Metropolis
Superman Special #2
Superman Special #5-6
Superman Special #8-9
Superman: Der Mann aus Stahl Special #1-3


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Kurt Busieck's Astro City Leben in der großen Stadt (Tilsner)
BILD Comic Bibliothek 8: Tim und Struppi Springer
CrossGen Digest 1 CrossGen
CrossGen Digest 3 CrossGen
FAZ Bibliothek 03: Prinz Eisenherz FAZ
Flix - Verflixt! Und jetzt?! Carlsen
Flix- Heldentage Carlsen
Queen & Country 1: Operation Broken Ground Eidalon
Ruse 1-6 CrossGen
Bild Comic-Bibliothek 10: Werner
Werner Achterbahn 7: „OUHAUERHA!“


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Will Eisner's SPIRIT Archives Vol. 25 The Complete Daily Strips: 1941 - 1944 (Originalpreis 59.99 $)
Lobster Johnson - The Iron Prometheus (Mignola, Armstrong) Originalpreis: 17.95 $
Marvel Mini-Masterworks: Daredevil Fall From Grace 1-6 (komplett) (engl.)
Marvel Comics Annual 2002: Wolverine (engl.) Pedigree Books UK


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- Joseph Conrad - Herz der Finsternis
- Martinez Hewlett - Das Blut Gottes (Hardcover), ungelesen
- Jürgen Lewandowski – PORSCHE Typen und Geschichte Hardcover OVP

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- Geisterjäger John Sinclair Edition 2000: Im nachtclub der Vampire
- Michael Mittermeier - Back To Life
- Mittermeier & friends Musik-CD
- Scary Movie OST
- Shrek II OST
- Resident Evil OST
- Daredevil OST

19
Jun
2011

Europatrip T19-21

Day 19-21, Barcelona PT III + Lleida + Remscheid + Wuppertal

After a very loud and hot night and a nice breakfast with Marietta and Olga I had to get to the estacion de autobuses once more to catch my bus to Lleida where the Nicht-Bully is parked.
The ride was very long and annoying, but fortunately it gave me the oppurtunity to a) sleep and b) spent the heavy rain with a roof over my head. As I found out later, I left Barcelona at the perfect point of time regarding the weather.

When I arrived at Lleida three hours later, I was glad to find out that the Nicht-Bully was still where I left it - even with all my stuff inside. Great!
So I made it ready for departure and hit the road - for what turned out to be a 48 hour drive from Lleida to Remscheid. I won't bother you with details, so I'm gonna restrain myself with the highlights:
In France I met a girl who - after my french was at its limit - offered english as an alternative(!!!infrance!!!), I think I got caught by a speeding camera ("geblitzt") at aprx. 12 km/h too fast, I fell asleep on a service station right behind Paris without even preparing the Nicht-Bully between two trucks and finally arrived in Remscheid tired, exhausted but satisfied.
After diner with my parents I slept for basically 12 hours apiece, but later on I fianlly drove back to Wuppertal to spend the first night since three weeks in my own flat and my own bed. It just isn't the same in any other bed than the own one.

Latr that weekend I drove to Christians Birthday Party to surprise all my friends who didn't know I was back - but that is a story for another blog entry. And: The trip continues! 3,5 more days one the road. Stay tuned, don't follow leaders, watch the parkin' meters.

12
Jun
2011

Europatrip T18-19

Day 18, Monday, Barcelona Pt II.

So after a quick breakfast in form of Oreo-Cookies and Cacao I made my way over to Catalunya - a huge crowded plaza where right now some students where sympathizing with the protests in Madrid and made a camp-in (instead of a sit-in). This is a picture that could be seen in all spanish towns I was at so far. I guess they really got something going if even the Baskians, Aragonians and the Catalonians solidarise with the Madrilens. Maybe that's a good sign.

From there I went down a route which my ADAC-tourist-guide redcommended in order to see many of the historic buildings and cathedrals. I really like how you can always discover something new in any corner of Barcelona.

My route endeded at the MCAB . The Museum of Contemporary Art of Barcelona. With 6 EUR for students it seemed quite fair and I was eager to get taht packback off my back, so I went in. I really like it when you can spend a whole day in a museum (like the Guggenheim), but unfortunately the MCAB doesn't give you that opportunity. It's nice and decent and all, but it doesn't invite you to stay. There aren't even seating opportunitys in front of the art, so when you want to look closer or longer at them you end up standing in someone's way. But at least the selection of pieces of art is really neat, especially since you usually never have modern russian art post-Lenin in any contemporary art museum in the west. I didn't really realize that before that very day, but if you think about it: it's true.

So after a few hours in the MCAB I decided to test if my metro-ticket is also valid for the busses (it is) and choose a bus route with would lead me along some of the sights, so I wouldn't have to walk there (have I mentioned? It was really hot that day...). But of course I wouldn't be me (see Day 10...) if I hadn't taken the bus in the wrong direction at first...
But I finally came to where I wanted to go and finished the first part of that day by strolling down the beach promenade with all its many ships and yachts. It's quite impressive to see all those ship poles at once.
So after this I returned to my lovely little hostel and had the shock of the day when I entered my room: All my stuff was gone! My trousers, my tooth brush, even my boxers and my socks. Of course the first thought crossing my mind was "theft" so I stormed out of the room and into the arms of one of the hostel guys who was showing some french dudes their new room: My one. At that point I came to a realisation...
As it turned out, my stuff wasn't stolen, the hostel-staff was just so "nice" to move them in my new room for me - of course without telling me (that's not included in the prize). They even changed the stuff of one of my roommates from one to another bed - again without telling her.
It was quite an act to get this informationn from the spanish-speaking dude at the reception, but I finally found my stuff in the new room (eventough one dicitionary and two pairs of socks are still missing). Turns out the new room was fully booked with a polish couple (on their honeymoon, I guess) and two very strange french guys who told me proudly (in french) that their grandfathers fought the Wehrmacht in the Elsass. So as a german I felt really comfortable. ;-)
The polish couple was nice, but they didn't really wanna have to do anything with someone else andf kept playing "Black Stories"....in polish.
So I decided to see if my former roommates - Marietta and Olga from Athens - where back at our former room to tell them why my and their stuff was moved. So I tried to explain the spanish guy once again something (that I wanted to know if he knew if the two of them were in), but he only got "greece" and proudly showed me his medaillon of a greek guy. Five minutes later I had explained him that I wanted to know the name of that greek guy (I never thought someone couldn't understand the question "Who is it?") and got the answer: Perikles (at least now you can't say you wouldn't learn anything from reading my blog, guys).

But eventually I found Marietta and Olga in our former room and we shared the new infomations. We then decided to spend the evening together on La Rambla and, what can I say, it was really a nice and funny evening. Thanks again, girls (and I'm still convinced that waiter WAS actually flirting with you, Olga...). We later found what appears to be the only dark alley in all of Barcelona, but fortunately no one got robbed. ;-)

The night between the polsih guys and that one awfully chatty french guy (never should have told him I spoke a little french, he took this as a challenge to talk to me for the rest of the evening in french) wasn't very relaxing, because in addition it was really loud (garbage men) and quite airless. But as I learned the next morning, the night in my former room was even worse, because there were 6 beds but 8 people in that room (6 of them French, as if it wasn't enough already). Ah, yeah, the bed beneath mine was empty, by the way. So this really looks like a well organised company that dreadlock-guy is throwing here...

So, that was my first and last full day in Barcelona. More soon. Don't follow leaders, watch the parkin' meters.

PS: Bald geht Wilks Party los und alle werden da sein... Ich wünsche euch jede menge Spaß, esst 'ne Bratwurst für mich mit und macht viele Fotos. Ich will ausführliche Berichte im Anschluss! And dress to impress!

10
Jun
2011

Europatrip T17

Due to international readership ( ;-) ) I'm gonna switch over to English. Yeah, my relatives really gonna like that. ;-)

Day 17, Sunday: Barcelona Pt. I

So, the bus came eventually and the trip from Lleida to Barcelona was unspectacular. I just really had to fight the tireness. But since spanish busdrivers are quite uncommunicative (!No hablar con el conductor!), I prefered to stay awake so I won't miss my stop.
So, after a few hours I finally sat in the metro on my way to the youth hostel - I must say, the Barcelonian metro system is really well organized and easily comparable to the one in London.
It turned out the hostel was indeed as well positioned as it claimed. The metro stopped at the beginning of La Rambla and the hostel was practically at the next side street. But (and of course there had to be a "but") the outside look of it was really disillusioning: It was just what seemed to be a closed down shop with graffiti all over the blinds. The door sign was missing at all, but it had a bell that said "Hostel" in handwritting. So, with a slightly odd feeling, a rang the bell and a voice appeared over the intercom: "?Si?" - "Tengo una reservacion?!" BZZZZZZT.

So the door sprung open and I saw this:
17Barcelona07

So I walked up the ridiculously narrow stairs, starting to wonder if this really has been a good idea at all. After what felt like 100 stairs I finally arrived at a not locked door reading "youth hostel". So I went in and followed the voice calling me. I'm not really sure this was ever planned to be a hostel. In fact, I'm pretty sure this was just a big private flat with beds in very room - but the guy at the reception was really nice and after he found out I was german he greeted me with the very german phrases he knew: "Mein Freund" und "Verpiss dich". Eventough I'm not sure he knew what the last one meant...
When he showed me the room it made quite a decent impression. It was clean and bright, totally ok for 15 EUR a night. And best of all: All beds were still free. So with a bit of luck I wouldn't have to share the room with 5 strangers. After a quick shower (the bathing room couldn't really keep up with the quality of the rooms, but I guess they are always the weak spot in every hostel...) I learned that I wasn't the only guest at my room and got to know my new roomies: two really nice girls from Greece, who were also on a touristic visit in Barcelona. More on them in Pt. II. ;-)

So after a quick chat I finally started exploring Barcelona - and I really gotta say: It's an amazing city with many many things and corners to explore. Especially the Rambla is full of artists, magicians and things to see (and sometimes quite agressive vendors, unfortunately). I visited La Sagrada Familia, the big church that has become the emblem of the city and - as Thomas B. pointed out - always looks like Davy Jones would play the organ in there and finally started writing post cards to all you guys at home. I guess they will arrive dependably in four to six weeks...
Two german girls asked me (in english) to take a picture of them in front of La Sagrada, but when I answered them in german they were so puzzled that they could not compute what I just said.

After I spent the rest of the evening walking down La Rambla and watching a stunning graffiti artist (see pictures from earlier post) it was finally time for my bed. Eventough the mattress was very thin and it was in turns either too hot or too loud, I was glad that it remained with the three of us and no dubious characters to share the room with.

So, that's it for now. And never forget: Don't follow leaders, watch the parkin' meters.

Read next: Where is all my stuff? What does "theft" mean in spanish? And what cruel irony is it that I - a german - had to share the room for the next night with two polish people and two french men whose grandfathers fought in La Resistance?!

8
Jun
2011

Europatrip Bilder gucken

Ich schulde euch noch einige Fotos, daher heute mal ein reiner Bildbeitrag:

Zaragossa:
14Zaragossa01

Landstraße N-11:
14Zaragossa05

Toller Ausblick von Fayón aus:
15Fayon01

Barcelona:

Trojanisches Pferd:
17Barcelona01

Alien-Invasion:
17Barcelona02

Sagrada Familia:
17Barcelona04

Extrem talentierter Graffiti-Künstler:
17Barcelona05

5
Jun
2011

Europatrip T16-17

Tag 16, Samstag

Kommentare zum Länderspiel verkneife ich mir an dieser Stelle mal. Aber immer wieder interessant sowas mit etwas weniger gebildeten Stamtischdeutschen zu gucken. "Der Schwatte da is aber auch feuerfest, wa?"
Tja, kann ja nicht jeder Österreicher so österreichisch sein wie Poldi, Özil, Khedira, Klose und Aogo deutsch sind...

Der Samstag wurde dann in der Stadt Lleida 150 Km vor Barcelona verbracht. Nicht, weil die Stadt so dolle ist, sondern weil hier morgen der Bus nach Barcelona abfährt und ich schon mal ausspionieren wollte, wo a) die Estacion de Autobús ist und b) man den Nicht-Bully gut parken kann.
Beides gefunden, Haken dran.

Für die Nacht habe ich per Google einen Tipp bekommen, dass ein bestimmter Rastplatz auf der AP-2 Zaragoza-Barcelona sehr gut für WoMos geignet sein soll: Hell erleuchtet, mit Wasch- und Kloräumen, geräumig etc. War auch ganz ok, nur etwas laut (was an den rumschreienden Menschen lag, nicht am Verkehr). Nur diese dämliche Maut für eine Abfahrt hat genervt. Inzwischen habe ich bei drei(!) Autobahnfahrten schon 35 EUR Maut gezahlt. Und mein Navi lässt mich, seit ich in Spanien bin auch sträflich im Stich, was Mautstellen-Meldungen angeht. Überhaupt funktioniert das nicht mehr richtig, seit ich die frz.-span. Grenze überschritten habe. Heute hat es mich in einem nicht-enden-wollenden Loophole immer wieder durch den Ort Fraga gejagt. Dabei ist der nicht so besonders schön...
Aber irgendwann habe ich dann doch aus dieser Falle rausgefunden.

Tag 17, Sonntag

Heute früh um 7 habe ich mich aus den Federn gequält, den Nicht-Bully so präpariert, dass er (hoffentlich) nicht aussieht, als beherberge er mein ganzes Hab und Gut (glücklichrweise sieht der ja eh aus wie ein Baustellenfahrzeug..), bin durch die Mautstelle gefahren (wo der Mautmensch sehr skeptisch geguckt hat, als er auf den Ein- und Ausfahrtstickets sah, dass ich die Nacht auf der AP-2 verbracht hatte und sich meine Nummernschilder seeeeehr genau angeschaut hat) und auf nach Lleida. Den Nicht-Bully habe ich vor der Uni geparkt (hoffentlich sicher) und bin zur nächsten Bushaltestelle gegangen, um den Bus zur Estacion de Autobúses zu nehmen. Aber bei genauerem Hinsehen stellte ich fest, dass auf den Schildern - auf katalanisch, wohlgemerkt! - zu stehen schien, dass der Linien-Bus sonntags nicht fährt. Schock. Noch ne halbe Stunde bis zur Abfahrt des Autobuses nach Barcelona... Was tun?
An einer anderen Bushaltestelle fuhren Busse, also schnell dahin. Und wie hieß diese andere Haltestelle? "Estacion de Autobuses". Hmm......... Also das Navi angeschmissen um zu sehen, wie nah diese Estacion nun ist und das sagte mir dann gewohnt liebenswürdig "In 200 m haben Sie ihr Ziel erreicht.".
Damn. Also nichts wie hin in die Richtung, die es anzeigte, Blick auf die Uhr: 9.32. Der Bus nach Barcelona war seit 2 Minuten weg.
Am Schalter nachgefragt, wann denn der nächste ginge und traurige Gewissheit erlangt: 14.30. In fünf(!!!) Stunden. And now it's playing the waitin' game...
Gerade sitze ich also (mal wieder) in einem Mäcces, blogge das hier und warte, warte, warte. Aber immerhin läuft im span. Radio gerade "My Hero" von den Foo Fighters. Ansonsten besteht spanisches Radio eigentlich nur aus Shakiras "Waka Waka" komplett in Spanisch ("porque es Afrika"), vor allem in Katalonien wird sie wie eine Heilige verehrt, seit sie mit Barcas Gerard Piqué liiert ist. Aber gut, mehr gibt es erstmal nicht zu sagen oder tun außer...warten.
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