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Perfect Love

At 7:15 a.m., I had fallen in love. Which is surprising, because I had just gotten up—and I’m not an early bird. But the day before, when I went to the Cologne Cathedral, there were just too many people to take pictures, and I couldn’t find the calm needed to truly take in the building. So the next morning, around seven, I went back.

First impressions: The light! The style! The size! The building is 157 meters high (516 feet), making it the tallest Gothic cathedral—and the third tallest cathedral in the world. This impression is heightened by the shabby postwar architecture of the 1950s that surrounds it: not only is the cathedral so much bigger than everything else, it’s also so much more beautiful.

And Cologne Cathedral is not just huge and beautiful; it is also very old. The groundbreaking ceremony took place in 1248. Then, in 1528, they ran out of money, and for 300 years the unfinished construction site stood like an open wound in Cologne—silent, exposed, and slowly turning rotten. Residents are quoted as saying: “The day the Cathedral of Cologne is finished, the world will come to its end.” From time to time, a bishop would try to rip out some of the cathedral’s Gothic elements and replace them with Baroque architecture. Fortunately, that never worked out—mainly due to a lack of funds—so the half-finished cathedral remained Gothic in style.

When construction resumed in 1823—by then, the church had become a symbol of national unity—it was soon decided that the Gothic style would be continued, with a slight update: it became “neo-Gothic.” That choice gave, and still gives, the Cologne Cathedral a consistent, pure Gothic appearance. Some architects even call it “the perfect cathedral.” All the angles and measurements inside the church are highly repetitive; the eye is surprised neither by anything un-Gothic, nor by any measurement not in harmony with the rest.

It was 7:15 a.m., and everything seemed perfect. I stood there, speechless. All the morning light had come home.

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Between the Rhine and Rising Rents: Discovering Cologne’s Diversity

I arrived in Cologne on Sunday evening. The riverside was bustling with people—bands were playing, there was laughter in the air, and people from all over the world seemed to be enjoying life. The Rhine runs through Cologne, and its riverbanks are natural meeting spots for the city’s population. And it is a big city—the fourth largest in Germany, with over a million people living here altogether.

That said, the city itself can be a bit disappointing. Cologne was heavily bombed during the war, and today it’s hard to find many buildings that predate that time. So why travel to Cologne? Of course, for the Cathedral—and the museums.

But what’s even more convincing is the diversity of Cologne’s neighborhoods. The most striking one is called Ehrenfeld. It was built in the second half of the 19th century as housing for factory workers—tenement buildings and poor living conditions shaped life here. Then, in the 1960s, workers from abroad came as Germany’s booming industry needed labor. Many of them, especially from Southern Europe, settled in Ehrenfeld. And in the 1990s, students and artists moved in, drawn by the low rents, adding to the mix of workers and cultures from all over the world.

The result is a neighborhood that’s very diverse, very creative, and somewhat ordinary at the same time. There are murals everywhere, Turkish fast food places next to hipster cafés, and little shops selling beautiful things no one really needs. Don’t get me wrong—this is not a fancy place. It’s an honest place, a diverse place, and an exciting one.

Of course, there’s a downside. As Ehrenfeld has become known as the place to be—of course it has—rents have gone up quickly. And that leads to gentrification: people who can afford it move in, and others have to leave. And often, the creative people who make a place special aren’t the ones with a lot of money. Once they move out, neighborhoods like Ehrenfeld can turn into rather boring places, full of single-child families who can afford to live there.

So Ehrenfeld is walking a thin line. I truly hope the neighborhood takes its time and develops peacefully.

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Don’t go to Koblenz

Don’t go to Koblenz.

But if you do, make sure to see the Deutsche Eck.

That’s why I traveled to Koblenz — hoping to find a place full of history and wine, just like Trier. That didn’t work out. Koblenz is a rather dirty and hastily rebuilt (after WWII) city; not much beauty here. The only wine shop is a branch of a wine-selling company — all the unique, independent wine spots Trier has are closed or have stopped operating.

So, while being disappointed by the city, I went to the Deutsche Eck, hoping to find out why it is of such significance. The Deutsche Eck (i.e. German Corner) is named that way because it’s located where two of Germany’s most important rivers, the Rhein (Rhine) and the Mosel (Moselle), meet. The junction is shaped like a “T”: the upper horizontal bar is the larger Rhine, and the lower vertical bar is the smaller Moselle. The Deutsche Eck is located on the right, where the lower line meets the upper one.

I knew there’d be some kind of memorial, and yet I wasn’t sure what to expect. On my way to the tip of the triangle, I noticed something on my left overshadowing the location — like in Game of Thrones when some kind of dragon has arrived. And there it was: a gigantic pedestal, and on it, an even more gigantic horse and a huge rider on its back. All in all, that’s 44 meters — i.e. 145 feet, or half the length of an American football field. I was appalled. The sheer size of the thing seemed intimidating — almost violent. I barely took any pictures and left, annoyed.

The Deutsche Eck is the result of a development that began in Germany in 1813, when the people of the many different German territories — later known collectively as “Germany” — joined forces to drive out the French and Napoleon, who had occupied the country for years. Here, the idea of “one Germany” was born, a previously unknown patriotism breaking through among the people.

But that wasn’t the end of the story. The revolution of 1848 was also driven by this new patriotism (along with other ideas such as “freedom”) — and it failed. Germany remained a fragmented mix of territories, despite a widespread longing among the people to be one nation. That vision came true when Bismarck united those peoples by luring them into fighting their neighbors — most notably the French — in 1870/71.

Around that time, the liberal nationalism that saw all nations as equal and was based on freedom turned into integral nationalism — the belief that one nation is superior to others. And it is in this spirit that the Deutsche Eck was designed.

The monument does not show the true mastermind behind the unity of 1871. It was not Bismarck who was seen as the victor of 1871, but the Prussian king who became the first German emperor: Wilhelm I. After ruling the newly established German Empire for 17 years, he died in 1888. And immediately after his death, voices were raised calling for a memorial to celebrate the newly achieved German unity, and — much more importantly — to send a message to the French.

What message?

The Rhine had sometimes been a border between the French and the Germans. At times, the French had even taken control of the territories west of the river. In response, the Germans insisted: “Der Rhein ist deutsch” (“The Rhine is German”) — meaning both riverbanks. This led to an omnipresent feeling of aversion — rooted in fear — toward the French. Will they start another war? The response, the reassurance, the supposed cure for that fear was the idea of “die Wacht am Rhein” (“The Watch on the Rhine”) — meaning: take up guard duty on the river, oversee what’s left of it, and make sure the French never get this land.

All of these sentiments were embodied in the massive (44-meter-high) statue of Wilhelm at the Deutsche Eck.
The message of the statue was very simple: deterrence of the enemy and reassurance for its own people. And its aesthetics still work to this day — the context has changed, and yet I shiver at the massiveness of the statue. Its dominance scares me.

But here is the difference: today, people don’t feel the divisive and chauvinistic nationalism that was accepted — almost expected — when the monument was erected. Times have changed. And yet… there are once again 25% of the German electorate willing to vote for a party that preaches nationalism, racism, and chauvinism. Have we truly learned from the past?

Finally, the monument has its own story. In 1945, when the US Army approached Koblenz, it was smashed into pieces by a single shot — an artillery grenade destroyed it. Rumor has it that General Eisenhower himself ordered the shot…

So, traveling to Koblenz might teach a lesson about nationalism.


Go to Koblenz.

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Germany’s Oldest City

The first time I heard about Trier was in the 1980s, during a history class in communist East Germany. Back then, Trier was primarily known to us as the birthplace of Karl Marx—the figurehead of communist ideology, even though he never aspired to that status himself.

Let me say this upfront: the Karl Marx Museum in Trier is an excellent place to learn. However, don’t expect much in terms of original furnishings or personal memorabilia—the house is more about understanding Marx’s ideas through texts than walking down memory lane.

That said, Trier is so much more than the birthplace of Marx, and I strongly recommend visiting this remarkable city.

First, there are wine taverns scattered all over town (this one is my favorite). Trier sits in one of Germany’s premier wine regions, and you can taste the local products right there in the city.

Trier also boasts a wealth of historic landmarks from the Roman era—many of them UNESCO World Heritage Sites. The most famous of these is the Porta Nigra, a spectacular Roman city gate. It only survived the Middle Ages because it was repurposed into a Christian church. Today, it stands proudly once again as a symbol of Roman engineering and power.

Speaking of the Romans: they founded Trier in 16 BC, making it the oldest city in Germany. It later became so significant that it was referred to as “the second Rome.” You can explore this rich Roman heritage at the Rheinisches Landesmuseum Trier (here), a museum that does an outstanding job showcasing the artifacts and history left behind.

And finally, Trier is home to Germany’s oldest cathedral. The Trier Cathedral, built in the 4th century AD, is a stunning Romanesque structure that continues to inspire awe.

All in all, plan to spend at least three days in Trier—it’s absolutely worth the visit.

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Judengasse

In 1987, while building an administrative complex in Frankfurt, construction workers stumbled across something unexpected: the foundations of 19 houses that had once been part of the Judengasse, the city’s old Jewish ghetto, dating back to the 15th century.

Instead of preserving this rare historic find, the city—which was running the project—planned to just build over it. What they clearly didn’t expect was the public backlash. Ordinary Frankfurt locals, along with the Jewish community, pushed back hard. Protests broke out, and in the end, the city had to change course.

The result? The foundations were saved and became part of the new building—now known as the Museum Judengasse (“Judengasse” literally means “Jewish Lane”).

The museum lets visitors walk through part of the ghetto itself, with five original house foundations still in place. The exhibition focuses on the everyday lives of the people who once lived there. It’s absolutely worth a visit—actually, even more so than the main Jewish Museum in town.

Why? Because these bricks are the real deal. Hundreds of years old, they make the past feel close—like stepping straight into Jewish life in Frankfurt 500 years ago.

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Goosebumps in Paulskirche: Where Germany’s Freedom Was Born

In 1848, (only the men!) Germans elected a national assembly to meet in Frankfurt. Before that assembly even came together, many parts of the country had already seen uprisings and revolutions. People were calling for a united Germany where everyone could live in freedom—basically, they were demanding the kind of Germany that exists today.

So the elected members gathered in Frankfurt’s Paulskirche to lay down the rules for this new Germany. The church’s round shape made it possible for everyone to see and hear each other—a perfect setup for debating what would later be called the Paulskirche Constitution. It was the first legal document in German history to guarantee basic human rights that seem obvious now: freedom of speech, freedom of the press, freedom of religion, equality before the law, protection of personal liberty, and the right to own property.

Sure, that bill of rights was never fully put into action. What followed were two world wars—both started by Germany—and the Shoah. But still, the Paulskirche Constitution ended up being the blueprint (sometimes even word for word) for today’s highly successful German constitution.

So when I sat down in the assembly hall today, I couldn’t help but get goosebumps. The architecture is from the post-war reconstruction—the church had been bombed and destroyed during the war, then rebuilt by 1948. But even though it’s a reconstruction, the place still carries a strong sense of history. This is where freedom in Germany got its start.

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The World’s Smallest Big City


Germany’s only city with a skyline like an American big city – this is Frankfurt. So, people often think Frankfurt really is a big metropolis — but it doesn’t really feel like one. It comes across more like a mid-sized state capital. The skyline is impressive, no doubt. And the city’s diversity is almost on par with Berlin. But the city centre can be crossed on foot in about 20 minutes, and the street life has a somewhat provincial feel.

Frankfurt is a mix—not just of people, but of architecture too. Styles from various origins come together here. Before World War II, elegant apartment buildings lined the main roads. During the war, about 80% of these were destroyed by Allied bombs. A few survived or were reconstructed later—like the “Römer” and the market square, rebuilt in a rather half-hearted attempt to restore Frankfurt’s medieval charm.

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Wanda

In January 1939, the SS decided to set up another concentration camp, about 60 miles north of Berlin, next to a small village named Ravensbrück. This camp was designated for women, who were exploited, tortured, and — approximately 30,000 of them — murdered.

One of the prisoners was Wanda F., a Sinti woman. She was arrested in Hannover in 1943. It’s unclear why exactly, but most likely simply because she was Sinti. At the time, “gypsies” were considered racially inferior, and Sinti women in particular were seen as immoral. That was a common accusation faced by many of the women in the camp: living lives considered too liberal by the standards of what society defined as “decent.” These women often had changing jobs, changing partners, or maybe an illegitimate child — any deviation from conservative norms. Such freedoms had long been criticized, and the double standard of the time rarely held men to the same expectations. Under the Nazis, public disapproval of these women was twisted into justification for persecution — and murder.

Wanda was first taken to Auschwitz. She had a one-year-old baby boy with her, but he died during their first winter there — she couldn’t feed him and barely survived herself. After about a year, she was transferred to Ravensbrück. Upon arrival, her head was shaved — just one of many degrading measures enforced by the SS. But Wanda collected the hair they had cut off and made a wig, which she wore on special occasions.

Soon after, she found out that her fiancé was imprisoned in the men’s camp nearby. Somehow, she managed to meet him at the gate separating the two camps. They stayed in touch that way, even though the SS caught them several times and beat them severely.

In January 1945, Wanda was subjected to forced sterilization — an act of violence committed by SS doctors to keep women as a labor force while preventing any future offspring. Wanda survived the procedure, and she survived the camp. So did her fiancé, and the couple reunited in Hannover shortly after the end of the war.

Today, the place is a memorial. Most of the original buildings were torn down, as the Soviets used the camp as a military base until 1993. So now, it’s a wide, open space — somber, and full of memories, with sad stories looming everywhere. Several exhibitions can still be visited in the few remaining buildings. So it’s certainly worth the one-hour train ride from Berlin — not least to honor Wanda.

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The Cinema Below the Stars

Every summer, from June to August, Berlin’s Kulturforum transforms into the Sommerkino – an open-air cinema experience under the stars. Imagine rows of (more or less) comfy deck chairs set up in front of a massive screen, with the city’s skyline unfolding just behind it. This year, the view includes a towering construction crane – a fitting symbol, really. After all, Berlin is always building, always becoming. As they say, it’s “a city condemned never to be, but always to become.”

The nights are mild, the films reliably worth the ticket, and often in English – because, well, again: This is Berlin. You can grab a wildly overpriced drink at the concession stand… or just bring your own bottle, yet in secret! You’ll know the movie’s starting because the sound of popping corks. Buy tickets here: https://www.yorck.de/en

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And for the bottle, this is the best wine shop of Berlin: Weinwinkel

Step of the Century

If you think art can only thrive in free and open societies, think again. In East Germany—the German Democratic Republic—art was actually pretty subversive sometimes. And it wasn’t just about artists openly fighting the dictatorship. Even big names like Werner Tübke and Bernhard Heisig didn’t always paint a rosy picture of communism.

One artist who got more and more critical over time was Wolfgang Mattheuer. His most famous work stands in the yard of the Museum Barberini in Potsdam. You don’t even have to buy a ticket to see it because the yard is open to the public. The bronze sculpture, called Der Jahrhundertschritt (“Step of the Century”), is about sixteen feet tall. It shows a figure with one arm raised in a Nazi salute, while the other ends in a fist—that was the communist salute back in the 1920s. One foot is bare and stepping forward, the other wears a military boot and stays firmly on the ground. The clothes have stripes like uniforms, but there’s no head—just a skull sticking out from a blown-up chest.

There are lots of symbols here, but the message is pretty clear. It’s about the 20th century—Germany torn apart by two big ideologies that justified two dictatorships: the Nazis (1933 to 1945) and the communists (1945 to 1989). And the real victims? The people caught between those two awful regimes—broken, scared, hiding, but still trying to step into the future.

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