|  This is what you look like if you board the flight to early in the morning...
 |  This is what you SHOULD look like...
 |  It's gonna be a looong trip with lots of lay-overs.
 |  Hey, I had a seat right next to the window. yay!
 |  The interior design of the plane needed some improvements.
 | 
 Ready for Take-Off!
 |  Frankfurt. They have tunnels under the runways, you know?
 |  Waiting in line... And waiting... And waiting...
 |  This plane was supposed to fly us over the Atlantic.
 |  And it did. Even after sooo many people boarded it.
 |  This is the coast of Germany. Or Great Britain. Or Greenland... Dunno.
 |  A mid-air snack.
 |  Finally... Over Canada the clouds kinda disappeard. But can you tell the difference?
 |  Not really...
 |  This is the Hudson Bay.
 |  An american quilt... Farm! Sorry!
 |  The first thing I heard when I left the plane was "Ey Baby. Don't be like this."
 |  Two engineers and a plane.
 |  No photographs allowed. Awwww...
 |  Denver airport. So big. So little time...
 |  "This way?!"- "No. That way!"
 |  Las Vegas. See what all the fuzz is about!
 |  Welcome to the New York New York!
 |  My Motel room.
 |  Goooood morning!
 |  My room was on the first floor, but this view was much nicer...
 |  Beware of the klingon
 |  This is Quark's bar.
 |  Star Trek themed, of course.
 |  The motto of the trade fair was "Pimp my Ride", I guess...
 |  Or maybe "Find a weird place for your monitors"
 |  The world's largest 102" Plasma TV
 |  The world's largest 103" Plasma TV
 |  The gold course behind the Wynn.
 |  A typical american car.
 |  I got a haircut that day! Before...
 |  ... and after.
 |  Esther did a great job, didn't she?
 |  The excalibur.
 |  A vending machine for iPods.
 |  xmRadio
 |  Another Best Western. There are 7 in Las Vegas!
 |  Oh my god...
 |  A room full of porn actors next to a room full of engineers... Great!
 |  This is a projector. Can you believe it?
 |  This one as well.
 |  It smelled like chloride...
 |  Inside the Venetian.
 |  INSIDE the Venetian.
 |  Inside the VENETIAN.
 |  Inside the Wynn.
 |  Oh, and the top-most photographed sign in whole Las Vegas.
 |  Me in front of the Luxor.
 |  Somebody else in front of the luxor.
 |  This would be the point where I usually wake up...
 |  I must have taken the wrong turn somewhere.
 |  Yum... Slurpee!
 |  Beware of the pharaos.
 |  Palm-trees in their natural habitat.
 |  Quite funny, don't you think?
 |  Beware of the cat!
 |  I had a slurpee that day. Mountain Dew, Pepsi, Mountain Dew, Pepsi.
 |  Yuuuuuuummy!
 |  The show in front of the Treasure Island.
 |  Where smoke is, there was A LOT OF fire.
 |  Back in Paris.
 |  Because the first Slurpee was so great I had another one. With banana flavor. Yuck...
 |  Luncheon at the conference.
 |  Raw meat.
 |  Dinner AND a show. I really is Vegas!
 |  Every speaker got this nifty gadget. The lamp I mean.
 |  The presentation were given in rooms like this.
 |  On screens like this.
 |  Me in front of the Luxor again.
 |  Luckily I am not his dentist.
 |  Like I said
 |  Come here!
 |  The room I gave my presentation in.
 |  A bird.
 |  My session.
 |  And she won a the grand prize at the other luncheon.
 |  Beck's.
 |  Acceleration.
 |  A sunset over the desert.
 |  Entering Arizona.
 |  Hoover Damn
 |  Overflow control.
 |  Damn that's high.
 |  Power!
 |  Looking over the state border.
 |  Those ones are growing high!
 |  The swedish are conquering the world.
 |  Our hotel room in Tuscon, Arizona.
 |  The same one in the morning.
 |  The hotel in Tuscon, Arizona.
 |  The famous(?) O.K. corrall.
 |  Wild wild west.
 |  Welcome to a tombstone.
 |  Tombstone used to be a miner's town.
 |  Miner's used to be small.
 |  I'm just trying to blend in.
 |  Some people shot by an Earp.
 |  Some other people had one hell of a party.
 |  So much for the death penalty.
 |  Biiiiiiiig surprise.
 |  A typical american graveyard.
 |  Leaving Las Vegas.
 |  "Art"
 |  Yeah, our plane was late.
 |  Joanne! I met her on it. Somewhere between Las Vegas and San Francisco.
 |  "Sunny" California.
 |  Now we are on holiday.
 |  Florida was the sunshine state, right?
 |  You need that sort of car with the hills of San Francisco.
 |  We took a car with a Sirius radio this time.
 |  And entering San Fracisco.
 |  Colorful houses, eh?!
 |  Hills, hills, hills.
 |  And cable cars.
 |  They are slow.
 |  Veeery slow.
 |  *Yawn* Is it over now?
 |  Alcatraz. This used to be Al Capone's residence once.
 |  Lombard street. Probably the only street in America with curves.
 |  The others are sooooo straight.
 |  Lombard street. Looking down.
 |  Looking up.
 |  A first glimpse of the Golden Gate bridge.
 |  This can be understood in two different ways.
 |  Pier 39. San Francisco.
 |  The one with all the sea lions.
 |  And the tourists.
 |  And the sea gulls.
 |  Looks like something is crawling out of my soup.
 |  Parking on an airfield for sea gulls is kinda dangerous...
 |  ... you see?
 |  The other side of the bridge.
 |  And San Francisco.
 |  The City where all the houses are slanted.
 |  190 expensive ways to store your dust.
 |  Including an authentic chinese last supper.
 |  Lastest fashion.
 |  Entering Chinatown.
 |  Chinatown for tourists.
 |  10 Mark.
 |  The window alone is worth a fortune.
 |  Chinese restrooms.
 |  This really is a strange city...
 |  Leaving Chinatown.
 |  Could somebody PLEASE tell me what this means?
 |  Yuck. Diet, cherry AND vanilla.
 |  St. Pauli!!!!
 |  Driving over a red bridge.
 |  I wonder if it's really working or just a backdrop for the tourists.
 |  Hold it right there!!
 |  That's what I call one hell of a cable.
 |  In which movie was this house so important?
 |  This really feels like the land of the free.
 |  Yeah, I know, I photographed it quite often.
 |  But... Yay! I'm standing in front of it!!
 |  Muir woods.
 |  There are biiiiiiig trees there.
 |  And biiiiig bears.
 |  Squishy the blowfish. God rests his soul...
 |  Silicon Valley. And Altera.
 |  nVidia Headquarters. Or something.
 |  Very intel-ligent.
 |  Yeah, I am always wearing that when I design chips.
 |  This is where microchips are born in.
 |  Look how shiny pure silicon is.
 |  Fuck You Moore!
 |  Intel inside.
 |  A time capsule. With the old logo still on it.
 |  Oh! Look! A photo location!
 |  The power of intel.
 |  Ten years ago we had to toss our junk secretly in the woods. Now we got ebay.
 |  This thing told me that I am "naughty but nice". Works for me!
 |  Golden Gate... You know... The red bridge.
 |  Oh yeah! I was in California!!
 |  How romantic...
 |  It says "Fire line." not police...
 |  But cars on the sidewalk where in fact allowed.
 |  Our room in San Francisco.
 |  San Francisco by night.
 |  Sotp!
 |  More slanted houses.
 |  We went to the cable car museum.
 |  Welcome to it.
 |  It is a museum.
 |  It works completly mechanic.
 |  What? You want to see my ticket?
 |  Clear instructions about boarding a cable car.
 |  0 carbs, 0 sugar...
 |  ...0 alcohol...
 |  We climbed the highest mountains.
 |  Just to have a view over the bay bridge.
 |  And the Golden Gate Bridge... again...
 |  What's with the rainbow?
 |  Come on in, stay a while...
 |  Last exit before entering San Quentin.
 |  This guy must be an agent!
 |  High thread condition at the airport.
 |  Logging out of the states.
 |  Up up and away.
 |  $HOME sweet $HOME.
 |  I need to get a better spam filter...
 |  Those are aaaaaall the souvenirs I brought back home.
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