Gezilecek Yerler - Blog Posts

Earth is a beautiful place

Fog above the forest in Aulanko, Finland

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The Hong Kong Jockey Club - where tradition and speed race round the bend

On Hong Kong's neon-soaked nights, a heart beats at a gallop: the Jockey Club, a colossal paradox since 1884 - both a temple of sport and a benefactor of the city. Here, wealth and ritual merge when sleek horses shoot across the turf like liquid gold.

The crowd goes wild, bets whisper of luck and loss, but there is more behind the frenzy: schools, hospitals, culture - financed by the race of the hooves. A high-stakes game in which even the city wins.

**Sun Moon Lake, Taiwan** 🌊🛥️🌞🌿

Today was just perfect. The **Sun Moon Lake** glistened in the gentle sunshine, the water was as smooth as glass and so clear that the surrounding mountains doubled in size. Despite the many tourists, there was a peaceful silence - as if everything was in harmony. You could simply lose yourself in the vastness of the landscape, feel the gentle breeze and let your mind wander.

A place that offers peace without asking for anything in return. 💙

The desert has no answer.

"It only asks"

**Berber wisdom**

Very interesting place with lots of stuff

An oasis in a big hectic city

That's so high or am I just too small 🌸

**A silent encounter in Ximen's living heart**

The day was long and tiredness had me firmly in its grip. In my hotel room, I didn't feel like going out again - but something inexplicable finally drew me into the evening streets of Ximen. The area pulsated with life: colourful lights, laughing people, the muffled sound of the city. But in the midst of this hustle and bustle, I came across an oasis of calm - a temple hidden modestly between the modern facades.

The red lanterns cast a warm light on the carved wooden gates and the scent of incense hung in the air. I paused for a moment in front of the altar with the *Mother of Heaven* (天上聖母), mesmerised by the peaceful atmosphere. Here, between the whispering prayers and the golden statues, the hustle and bustle of the city seemed like a distant memory.

I lifted the camera and captured a few details: the ornate lettering, the *"Southern Show of the Guanyin Bodhisattva "* (南燕视世音菩薩), the simple elegance of the *Huade Dehua Temple* (华治德化堂). Each picture told of a world that took its time - a contrast to the restless hustle and bustle outside.

As I left the temple, I felt light, as if this chance encounter had reminded me of something important: that there are always places of calm in the midst of chaos, if you are only prepared to see them. The evening ended with a smile - and the certainty that it had been exactly the right moment to leave the room after all.

SAN – the silence before I speak.

AIRMADE – the wings I built from database queries.

93726.3… the exact altitude where my fear of flying turns into fuel. (Ask me about the code, but whisper – the stars are listening.)