Michaela Merz


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When man is scared to join the elevator


I went into a skyscraper and wanted to call the lift, next to me was a guy. My hands were full. Bag, briefcase, car key, papers and phone. No wonder that my documents fell to the ground. He helped me pick them up, I barely would have been able to do so otherwise, without placing all my stuff onto the ground. I was extremely thankful and told him so several times.

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Wenn Man(n) Angst hat im Lift mitzufahren


Ich bin in ein Hochhaus gegangen und wollte den Lift bestellen, neben mir war ein fremder Mann. Ich hatte die Hände voll. Tasche, Aktentasche, Autoschlüssel, Papiere und Telefon. Kein Wunder das mir die Papiere auf den Boden gefallen sind. Er half mir die Papiere aufzuheben, ich hätte es ohne ihn kaum geschafft ohne alle meine Sachen auf den Boden legen zu müssen. Ich war ihm extrem dankbar und sagte es ihm auch mehrmals.

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Monte Kaolino


It is perhaps the last summer weekend for this year with predicted temperatures of up to 26°C and we go skiing. My youngest one wanted us to go.

But it is a very extraordinary skiing on this white mountain. This is because Monte Kaolino is a 120m high sand hill. The only sand ski hill worldwide, including a fixed lift. One could go down the sand piste in swimming clothes but with our skiing injuries would be pre-programmed. This hill was heaped up from 32 million tons of quartz sand and falling on it at high speed results in painful grazes. I.e. long trousers are required. In return one can recover Continue reading