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The most central of the city's beer gardens: always difficult to find a seat after 16 o'clock in summ...
The place outside of the "Augustiner" is, in summertime, a favourite meeting-point of the town's popu...
This sturdy gate has received it's name because of the direction towards the East, from where the arc...
This is a beautiful narrow street in the historic part of Freiburg city. The goods in the shops here ...
Once an abbey church, the "Augustiner" these days is a museum with an, even internationally, renowned...
A street rather adversely cut through the city's actual centre, named after the "Lords". Strange, but...
This impressive building was once the seat of the "Deutscher Orden", a gathering-place of the knights...
A pittoresque little lane full of small shops and restaurants, cafés and pubs. Quite noisy at night w...
Another concrete-and-steel building in medieval Freiburg that adds to it's distinctive mixture of old...
Germany? Before the beginning there was Ginnungagap, an empty space of nothingness, filled with pure creative power. (Sort of like the inside of my head.)
And it ends with Ragnarok, the twilight of the Gods. In between is much fighting, betrayal and romance. Just as a good Godly story should be.
Heroes have their own graveyard called Valhalla. Unfortunately we cannot show you a panorama of it at this time, nor of the lovely Valkyries who are its escort service.
Hail Odin, wandering God wielding wisdom and wand! Hail Freya, hail Tyr, hail Thor!
Odin made the many lakes and the fish in them. In his traverses across the lands he caused there to be the Mulheim Bridge in Cologne, as did he make the Mercury fountain, Mercury being of his nature.
But it is to the mighty Thor that the Hammering Man gives service.
Between the time of the Nordic old ones and that of modern Frankfort there may have been a T.Rex or two on the scene. At least some mastodons for sure came through for lunch, then fell into tar pits to become fossils for us to find.
And there we must leave you, O my most pure and holy children.
Text by Steve Smith.
