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blücher festival & unsuspected acquaintances.

the blücher festival in kaub was really different from all the historical markets & festivals i've attented yet. first off, it was not medieval but about a time hundreds of years later - when napoleon tried to annex germany. the blücher days are about the general gebhard leberecht blücher, a general that helped a lot to fight napoleon's troops. it was really interesting to learn about the time in late 18th century, early 19th century. the day was shiny and sunny first but there was a storm coming up later. after we had seen enough of the festival we decided to finally explore the hallgartener zange - a small mountain. we had read that there was a look-out & a restaurant but when we got there it turned out it was in ruins and forgotten. there was a dog roaming around & its owners came right around the corner. the man tried to get up to the tower's top and asked me if i wanted to come with him. everything was locked up except one bit where you had to push yourself up onto the stairs. we climbed up, searching for an entry into the tower, but there was nothing, everything was barricaded. you could only climb onto the top with the help of external stairs. when we reached the top the view might've been beautiful if there wouldn't have been clouds. it was very windy up there, but the situation was still so surreal. and the guy who climbed up with me got out very old cameras and told me he wanted to make some photographs. he explained them - they were both some kind of 3d cameras from the 50ies and he said he wanted to try them out, but he needed a fixed point & and in that case it was me. i said yes & it was clear he had no bad intentions, haha. my parents and his wife were waiting at the bottom for us. when we came down again their dog was awaiting us happily, she was a very friendly one. we talked for a bit & it turned out that the man collected old & vintage things to repair them later & then sell them. they told us they were on a flea market in wiesbaden every month. i'm still figuring out when to visit them, i'd really like to know how the photos turned out :) we made a short walk around the tower together until it began to rain. we said good-bye and were left with the feeling that life is full of little surprises.



this can't be explained in english ;)

the french corner.

and there comes napoleon.



i loved this cafe's window hangings.

a lazy fellow.

curious vehicle.


the french puzzleing out their tactics.

soldier equipment.


he seemed scottish, at least that's what his kilt & bag pipe told me. he played 'auld lang syne' later.

lovely ruins.


there he is.

and soon enough he got assistance. 

it was a great moment.



chatting corner.


the same tree i shot in april. cherries!

derp.


view onto kaub.







looking down on my parents and the wife of the guy i was standing on the stairs with.

the view from the top.

everything looked like it was renovated not long ago, but then someone seemed to lack money, and gave up his project.

the friendly dog. that girl was so enthusiastic and lovely :)

more views on to the rhine valley from a different point of view.


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