Rüsselsheim
by tipurano
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City park of Rüsselsheim with it's small pool. About 24 % of the inhabitants are foreigners. In 1837 Adam Opel was born. 25 years later he founded a factory for sewing machines. A few years later, 1886, he started producing and selling bicycles so that Opel got the biggest factory for bicycles at that time. In 1898 his wife and his five sons started to produce cars. The red car is a Opel Manta - one of the last on this sunny sunday in june, where an event of old Opel cars took place.
Stadtpark Rüsselsheim. Unweit vom Main. Hier findet auch jährlich das mittlerweile legendäre Klassike...
Hauptportal der Adam Opel AG mit Statue des Adam Opel. links davon der Bahnhof.
Der Opel Vectra C Caravan - Dein Freund und Helfer.
High rope course in the eastern park of Rüsselsheim. Several courses from beginner's to 10 m high and...
Ein künstlicher Baum bei Flörsheim am Main, 18 Meter hoch und in der Krone 13 Meter breit. Fotozellen...
Der Eisenbaum ist 18m hoch und durch Solarzellen mit Energgie versorgt.So kann er immer "seine" Gesch...
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.
