Gustavsburg Arbeitersiedlung
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Gustavsburg Arbeitersiedlung

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A: Gustavsburg Arbeitersiedlung 1

Thomas Schwarz作, ここから20メートル

Gustavsburg Arbeitersiedlung 1

B: Gustavsburg Arbeitersiedlung 3

Thomas Schwarz作, ここから60メートル

Gustavsburg Arbeitersiedlung 3

C: Gustavsburg Arbeitersiedlung 2

Thomas Schwarz作, ここから60メートル

Gustavsburg Arbeitersiedlung 2


Oliver Kapffer作, 1.2kmかなた


Oliver Kapffer作, 1.3kmかなた

F: Weinbrunnen - Mainz-Kostheim

Oliver Kapffer作, 1.5kmかなた

Weinbrunnen - Mainz-Kostheim

G: Hochheim - Weinberge

Carsten Arenz作, 2.1kmかなた

Hochheim - Weinberge

H: View over vineyards and asparagus field

Oliver Kapffer作, 2.1kmかなた

View over vineyards and asparagus field

I: Hochheim Sankt Peter Und Paul

Thomas Schwarz作, 2.2kmかなた

Hochheim Sankt Peter Und Paul

J: Hochheim am Main - "Antonius"-Turm

Carsten Arenz作, 2.2kmかなた

Hochheim am Main - "Antonius"-Turm



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.