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"Frederick Barbarossa" built in "Wächtersbach" at the end of the 12th Century a castle which was rebu...
Ev. Marienkapelle und "Alte Stadtschule"1354 errichtete Konrad von Trimberg in Wächtersbach eine Kape...
EMMA on Tour1989 war das Glücksjahr der kleinen Lok EMMA. Eisenbahnfreunde holten die über 65 Jahre a...
The Catholic Church of St. Martin in "Bad Orb" is a Gothic hall church from the 14th Century with a R...
Kulturdenkmal Orber BahnhofIn den Jahren 1899 - 1900 wurde Orb mit großem Aufwand zum Kurbad ausgebau...
On the mountain "Molkenberg" you'll find the oldest church in Bad Orb: the parish church of ”St Marti...
In 1901 the railway line "Bad Orb" to "Wächtersbach" was opened. At this time, there was no train sta...
Das kleinste Haus HessensNoch heute besitzt Bad Orb, das bereits um 1050 erstmals urkundlich erwähnt ...
Am Brunnen vor dem Tore.Unwillkürlich kommt dem Betrachter Schuberts Volkslied in den Sinn. Das Tor b...
Ein barockes Kleinod.Die barocke Pfarr- und Klosterkirche St. Peter und Paul, (Auch Perle des Kinzigt...
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.