Month: April 2018


City tour through Berlin on father’s day: special program for the guests of the first Berlin East German Motorcycle Museum on May 13 is Lord’s day: a day in the fathers are celebrated or celebrate yourself. That’s why the 1st Berlin East German Motorcycle Museum has organized specially a diverse program for the guests for the Lord’s day: first dealing with the DDR bus by the East of Berlin and then in the Museum DDR motorcycles and unique Mercedes SLKlassik – models to marvel at. The man day starts with an East-city tour in the historic DDR robur bus dating back to 1976. (Meeting point and start the tour is on the grounds of the Trabi Safari”(Zimmerstrasse 79, d-10117 Berlin). The original bus with the passengers are driven by the East, comes from the travel company Herald-travel Bernau. Unique East-city tour with the 1st Berlin East German Motorcycle Museum leads the East tour the best-known Berlin border crossing among others to the town’s landmark, the Brandenburg Gate and Checkpoint Charlie. Where once the checkpoint was guarded by Americans, is this today one of the city’s most famous attractions.

And also the participants of the tour are advised to keep their passports ready, because rumors of a strict border control, such as GDR times. The tour through East Berlin take place at 10.00, 12.00, 14.00 and 16.00 on the day of the Lord. 18 passengers can experience the charm of the East per tour. Accompanied and original comments on the entire bus tour by actor Jorg-Peter Malke, indicating the Zille in the theater in the Nikolai quarter. Thus, the trip is a unique experience for young and old. More information about the route: 36042/index.html more information about the Museum at: about the Berlin East German Motorcycle Museum: the 1st Berlin East German Motorcycle Museum on an area of about 1000 square meters, about 120 motorcycles, sidecars, scooters and mopeds from 40 years of East German two-Wheeler production issues. Almost all models in the IWL and MZ, Simson can be seen on 2 floors in the S Bahn arches at the Alexanderplatz. Press contact: PR agency n Hansen Staakener str. 19, 13583 Berlin Tel 030 33890488 E-Mail: are PR pilot around on customized communication. We support our customers with: writing press releases and texts, building a press Distributor and shipment to the main press agencies and portals, press campaigns, events, PR actions online and offline.

The Sadness Of Nature

a Podran cut the trees, but they can not stop primaveraa (Pablo Neruda) Strolling through the village Angelito I have found one of the oldest people of the place, a man beloved and always ready to tell the adventures of his childhood. His figure and manner reminiscent of the characters in the rural novels of Miguel Delibes. He looks more animated than during previous months: spring arrives and your arrival is like an explosion of joy for all our peoples living in Castile, as seasoned as they are in winter solitude and abandonment. He tells me that the countryside is greener than ever, you'll quickly see it, but that is no longer as before y? a I think it is repeating the mantra of always, that which asserts that there is nothing better than the old young people now and before . Yes, yes, repeat, the field is not like before, we no longer hear the birds singing, no music for that perfect green stamp.

And I think it has Angelito reason, there is some sadness in nature, that have changed the musical, so the pace has also changed. Missing in birds before peoples of today. Not hear the song of the sparrows, the golondrinasa And Angelito has its reasons: the atmosphere is poisoned farmland are flooded with pesticides and herbicides. The air is stifling for the birds. Insects have fled from our people and birds have no food. Perhaps the good Angelito be right, maybe our fields are poisoned and so the birds do not sing, perhaps the sadness of our abandoned villages is a consequence of this absence. Saco a conclusion of my talk with Angelito: We must promote organic farming if we want the birds return to sing for our people Castilians. Serve these lines of tribute to the late Miguel Delibes, that nobody knew how to capture the soul of the likes of Angelito. .