Although this chapter may seem like the odd one out, it is nevertheless directly related to the work I do. The life events presented here have provided me with input and inspiration for envisioning and creating many of my sculptures. Such as my childhood, where I spent most of my summers at my grandma's by the valleys of the Danube. All kinds of adventures awaited my friends and me around the lush and wild floodplains. Boys from the neighbourhood would gather every afternoon for some exhilarated fun. One day Fatty showed up on a shabby old Pannonia,blue smoke puffing from its pipe. Suddenly each one of us wanted to own a shabby old Pannonia complete with puffs of blue smoke,me included. At that time there was an old wreck of a two-wheeler hiding in every toolshed in every yard, so it didn't take long until we all showed up at the meeting grounds on our very own salvaged and fixed up motorbikes. Both the size of our bikes and the kilometers covered began to grow as the years passed. We were pushing our limits roaming new distances and finding new horizons as we left the bushes and gravel-pits of the riverbank behind. I took a tour of Europe for the first time on a Suzuki Katana in 1991. I rode across the Dolomites all the way down to Rome. Later I rode my motorcycles around Portugal, Spain, France, Italy, Austria, Slovenia, Croatia, Greece and Poland, retuning to some of these countries on a number of trips. The pictures I put up here are a brief illustration of my riding adventures abroad.