The cemetery of the city is its own city with an endless graveyard wall from resting places in all sorts of styles, with Gothic, neo-classical or Art Nouveau elements, two to three kilometers long, at least, I guess, to walk around it takes about an hour, it includes a representative administrative building of glowing , rust-red and dark purple bricks, a ruined chapel petite, multiple inputs with archways; he begins to fray at the edges and gently move into the forest, after all, you can see the grave stones and stone carvings still good, even if they already lean and names are no longer visible.
Even as a child I liked cemeteries, because of the geheimnnis full-silence of the tall trees and the occasional whispered explanations of individual sites and grave slabs; I think here I already got a five-year basis particularly short life data a sense of the disasters in history. history as the great Zermalmerin, as it happened to one of my ancestors, who came as a child in the transmission belt of a roller mill (more ...)