Myself, Anne, and Bea in Heilbronn |
I stayed with Anne Mareike in Stuttgart last week from Wednesday to Friday. She is doing an internship at Daimler as part of her master's thesis and shared her apartment, food, and city with me.
Wednesday evening we went to the regional wine festival and caught up over Swabian delicacies like Maultaschen, the local rosé, and delicious crepes. The next morning Anne went to work and I wandered into town to explore. There is so much history here, the streets seem to have their own memory.
In parts of the city 100 years is as old as it sounds to us Americans |
One street I wandered down looked more medieval, and I began wondering what the city must have looked like before. Is the destruction worth it because we can't agree?
Looking back, I have to say yes in this case. Those sent to the camps were not the only victims. The streets speak here. Their quiet memory is a constant reminder of the consequences of the decisions that we make.
But not all history has to be so serious! I had fun at the Stuttgart museum!
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