Loading ...

Panoramic photo by Igor Marx EXPERT Taken 21:08, 22/05/2010 - Views loading...


Sylt 59

The World > Europe > Germany > Nationalpark-Wattenmeer

  • Like / unlike
  • thumbs up
  • thumbs down
comments powered by Disqus

Nearby images in Nationalpark-Wattenmeer



by Igor Marx, 1.9 km away


by Igor Marx, 1.9 km away


by Igor Marx, 1.9 km away

D: Uwe Duene, Kampen Sylt

by Karsten Klasen, 2.4 km away

Uwe Duene, Kampen Sylt

E: sunset in the dunes of sylt

by Stephan Schaefholz, 3.6 km away

Sylt is the northernmost island of germany and with it´s 99 km² the fourth biggest. To protect it´s d...

sunset in the dunes of sylt

F: Friesenkapelle, Wenningstedt Sylt

by Karsten Klasen, 3.8 km away

Friesenkapelle, Wenningstedt Sylt


by Karsten Klasen, 4.2 km away

H: Wenningstedt Sylt, am Stranduebergang

by Karsten Klasen, 4.3 km away

Wenningstedt Sylt, am Stranduebergang

I: Sylt, Munkmarsch

by Karsten Klasen, 5.8 km away

Sylt, Munkmarsch

J: Aussicht ueber Sylt

by Dirk Rabe, 6.0 km away

Aussicht ueber Sylt

This panorama was taken in Nationalpark-Wattenmeer, Germany

This is an overview of Germany

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.

Share this panorama