Walls And Future

 

Ingo pointing at Henry.

 

Finally it was a sunny day and on the way to the Christmas Market last Friday I could take proper pics of the new thingy that you can enjoy in warm temps from the benches set up front.

 

Or... go and learn.

 

 This is the heart of the city, where we belong to.

 Ingo used google a while ago and found out that our CBD is as big (or small) as Perth´s! 

 

What are the chances? 

 

 The protective wall was not needed anymore and became parks in 1800.

 (I don´t wanna bore you to death with details, we talk about stones after all).

 

 

I assume it was a "tad" higher back in the day...

 

Henry 🦁  took care of us.

The wall was 1,60m thick and a piece of wood was found:

... from around when Duke Henry the Lion took care of Braunschweig.

They put it here as part of the artwork/installation.

Well, this actually needs no explanation, does it? 

They did not ship to Hawaii to get stones, right?!

This is 5 minutes on foot from our home btw.

(Oh, come on, let me brag a bit... I LOVE living here)

 

The new series:

 

 

Irony: I am the dishwasher.

But Ingo promised to make Toast Hawaii in return.

 

 

"These inventions are older than you think

 

 Dishwasher

 

Female inventors and scientists rarely receive due recognition. However, anyone who hates scrubbing dishes has one woman in particular to thank: Josephine Cochrane. In 1886, Cochrane invented the first commercially successful dishwasher. She was tired of her servants breaking dishes while washing dishes and she no longer wanted to do the work herself. Their motivations may be incomprehensible to most of us, but more than a century later we're still enjoying the convenience of their invention, so we really can't complain."
 

Henry 🦁 still wants to help:

... not only in Braunschweig. Just do, everywhere. And maybe all walls disappear...

Addendum, good ole FB showed me a pic I posted 10 years ago:

No need to raise your finger, Santa (I guess).

Bro was in the crib and I was forced to wear an original Dirndl from Vienna, Austria, ugly socks with Bommel, too. I HATED this.

It is German winter and cold and I wear a short blouse and short skirt.

And that chair, oh, that chair!!!! Dad put it (and his 3 companions) in the attic and they rotted away. I cried, I did.

Glad I found my Mr. Spock-chair in the street.

 

I sit on "him"  right now (yes, chairs are male in German, in case you speak French or such, happy guessing - I forgot. Is it for example le or la livre- I can´t remember).