Lübeck - „Strandcafe“ in the harbour |
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On the Wallhalbinsel in Lübeck. Before the season begins…
On the Wallhalbinsel in Lübeck. Before the season begins…
In the old harbour of Lübeck. The cranes, as well as the warehouses, are class listed monuments today...
Big dockside crane in the old harbour of Lübeck. The cranes, as well as the warehouses, are class lis...
There is, of course, no strand here. This is the old harbour area of Lübeck on the Wallhalbinsel peni...
Lisa von Lübeck is the reconstruction of a 15th century caravel with homeport Lübeck, Germany. The re...
The Lift Bridges (Hubbrücken) in Lübeck are a combination of three bridges over the Elbe-Lübeck-Chann...
There are overall 92 bridges in Lübeck. The over 100 years old Hubbrücken (lift bridges) by the harbo...
The Dr. Jazz-Bunker along with the former Seafarer Mission building and Suomi Koti / Finnland House....
An der Untertrave is one of the streets around the Altstadtinsel (Old Town Island) of Lübeck. Only th...
The Dr. Jazz-Bunker along with the former Seafarer Mission building and Suomi Koti / Finnland House. ...
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.