In days 6-10.5.2015 took place on our trip following the footsteps of the battle of Berlin and the total of nazi tyranny over the capital city of Germany. In terms of number of days and the surviving members of the trip was smaller than the Normandy 2014, but it's the taste and the amount of viewed attractions definitely detracted (in addition, in 4 people, we were able fairly quickly to address crisis situations of the type "I'm waiting for it there will be empty, so I took a picture of it and some dick I can fit in there ").
From Hobitína, eh, what's táram, from Prague, we set off (some refreshed day at work) around five in the evening, and because Berlin is a stone's throw away and the rest of the finished monster-truck, we were for the sixth time in the Mouth at the gas station, favorite it stop most of my trips in that direction, and at half-past nine we have already circled around the exhibition, or better exhibiting, Berlíňanek. Although the hotel was basically in the center, a few minutes walk from most attractions of the type of Tiergarten, or the Brandenburg gate, marking label with no mention of the rich night life that is on the sidewalks, and in darkened ulících around the hotel is kept. Survived however, we us ... the little devil girl (and boys disguised as women) and in pairs we set out to investigate details of the accommodation and in particular parking. It worked out quite beautifully directly on the yard of the hotel, so a few minutes later, we left the bustle of the big city and zabublali with our monster in the backyard and urgently to the bed. Before the magic roundabout was another strategy meeting about the number of forces, which you short, but the evening journey, picked on my souputnících, for the first day should be by far the most exciting. As it seemed, no one couldn't resist it and the original program thus has undergone only small modifications due to the optimization of the route, but not what the content of that day. Ukonejšen views on the suffering of the Germans at Stalingrad, that on that day, apparently in commemoration of the approaching anniversary of the end of the war and the need to remind you that nazi Germany was the victim, not the aggressor, aired by the German N24, I fell into a coma.
Thursday 7. 5. 2015
So in the morning after a little sleep in, we agreed to change the route and the start of our study period is more than symbolically took place in the premises of the concentration camp Sachsenhausen in Oranienburg, about 30 km northwest from the center of Berlin. Journey through Berlin took place despite the clouds of suicidal cyclists without much difficulty, and shortly after the scheduled arrival, then at 8:30, when the spaces open up, we arrived at the parking lot. Navigation along the way is sufficient, if you are in Germany for this purpose were not, just look for the white sign with the trojící crosses and the inscription "Lift". The concentration camps they have in the German abbreviation KZ, so it's certainly in search of help.
Admission to all state-run places associated with the second world war in Germany for free, so in any of the memorials at the concentration camps.
The camp Sachsenhausen was a place where she was held for a number of people in particular for their political views, but even many of those who are to companies controlled by the nazis weren't right for their sexual orientation or religious belief. The camp went through (and many have died here) the Czech universities, pozatýkaní in retaliation for a demonstration after the funeral of Jan Opletal, killed by the nazis in November 1939. the International day of students 17. November recalls just the events of that gloomy autumn of 1939. Among the other well-known prisoners of the KZ Sachsenhausen was also the Antonin Zapotocky, later to be our communist president. Inhospitable camp with the shape of the triangle is unmistakable and he had to supply the German capital labour and bricks and building material of the largest factories of this kind - the work of prisoners should help to reshape Berlin into the capital of the Third Reich - Germania. From this utopia, they were Germans, fortunately, soon escorted bombers of the RAF and the forces were needed elsewhere. Time in the camp arose a specialized workshop, in which the watchmaker repaired a watch of the extermination of the Jews, and where they also falsified banknotes (very vividly about this book was the Devil's workshop), in particular the pound. After the war the camp "borrowed" the Soviets to here imprisoned members Werwolfu or their political opponents. Several buildings have been preserved as a monument to the inhuman way the prisoners had to live, the rest of the buildings is preserved only in outlines on the ground. Around the perimeter of the camp remained intact wall and watchtowers, a gallows and the rest of the crematory furnaces in a place where there were executions of prisoners and where they are located mass graves. After about two hours of this gloomy place they left and went on the next trip.
Transfer to the airport There, where is the aviation museum, was enhanced by a roughly devítikilometrovou "štau" on the highway, that ended up exactly in the places where we're from motorway odbočovali, but neither of us could pick up the taste to the next cognition. The space of the former airport is surrounded by (and slowly consumed by the) settlement of family houses, so the zigzagging streets around schools, kindergartens and a number of houses in no way suggests, that a few meters away you will find amazing military museum, in which you spend with the taste of even a few hours. The airport, that the greatest glory achieved during the blockade of Berlin as one of the three airports, where the nonstop flow planes supplying West Berlin, is now in a low area, where they collected air and anti-air technique of the East and the West. We find here a mix of all sorts of aircraft serving in the FRG and the GDR, but also from the days of the Luftwaffe or of the first world war. Part of it is located in three covered hangars, the part is located on the open space at the entrance. Although the space has shrunk dramatically compared to 2006, when I, this airport was visited for the first time, the planes were withdrawn from the area of the runway, taxiways and the surrounding area closer to the hangars and the entrance, the idea that there we spend less time, was a misconception. After three hours, real sharp moving along the exhibits, and a few dead batteries in the camera, it was evident that another hour or two would make here with the taste to spend the daly, but it has a strict commander of the program, therefore, I, did not allow, it was time to kick it into all six liters of our engine and hit next.
On the other side of the water surface from There is located recreation area System - a name that will forever remain stained in the conference on the final solution of the jewish question. Right here, in a villa on the shores of lake Grosse System for the participation of a number of leading bigwigs of the nazi machinery of decided on the systematic destruction of Jews from all over occupied Europe. The original villa, again accessible free of charge, offers in the form of large-scale information boards journey into the history of hatred against the Jews in Germany, the steps of Germany in the second world war, executions and torture, to the concentration camps. Maintained is the room where the nazis gathered for the solution of the jewish question. After about an hour we're coming out on the air, the blooming of the rhododendrons and lilacs so hard contrast with the crap that we have in this handsome house on the shore of the lake with the boats they were confronted. Bleh !
In pozdícím the afternoon we go back to Berlin, over the fate of the other two points of the program is now in question. Weary, hladovi, we stop at a gas station and we're looking for "Italian" adapter on the gas hose, to finish fueling our means of transport. Joker-the salesman wouldn't come down and pulled us the whole box full of attachments, so it looked for a while that the rest of the evening we got taken care of, but the chauffeur did not disappoint and the first time he fished out the correct one. We had a pleasant view of the nearby burger king, which is the advancing rain had rendered a good place to solve hunger. And so it has happened. Hunger ceased, the rain stopped, and it was decided to continue in the original plan, i.e. to visit the nearby Olympic stadium, the nazi's velkostavbu, the nearby british military cemetery, and then the citadel in the System, instead of one of the last fights in Berlin.
The olympic stadium is definitely better to visit during the day, not with pozdícím evening, when elsewhere you encounter a closed door, but even so, a person clearly perceives the monumentality of the space and with a little imagination on the buildings once again appear red banners with swastikas, as back in 1936. The stadium has a number of car parks around the perimeter, but the best appears to be the parking lot at the towers, you can (in the opening time and for a fee) take the elevator and enjoy the view. Directly in front of this tower is a parking lot, so there is no problem with the car. But you can park and from the other side of the stadium and the whole complex of sports venues go through, certainly that you will spend a few hours of time, the complex is really large. Everything we see could, we saw, and we moved over to the nearby cemetery of the RAF.
That carefully modified british military cemetery will lie directly in Berlin, where the british soldiers directly fought, may be for someone surprising, but just the three known letters - the RAF, the british royal air force, to make this clear. The cemetery is the final resting place of nearly 3,600 airmen of the RAF and several hundred post-war of the dead from the ranks of the british occupying administration. Not for nothing is right on the welcome sign says that the loss of the RAF amounted to 44 % and the average age of the airmen of the fallen was 22 years old - after a short search we find the boy from Australia, who died 12.10.1944 at the age of 19 years. Another, which fell on Christmas of 1943, at the age of 20 years. The british, Australné, new zealanders, Poles... as it is in the british cemeteries of habit, carefully groomed cemetery, aligned rows of grave stones along with the setting sun certainly very powerful experience to honor those, who by night fought for our freedom in the glare of the searchlights, and in the overwhelming fire of the German air defense.
With chýlícím by nightfall we ran over to the nearby citadel in Špandavě (Spandau). The citadel was in the war center of the German research of chemical weapons, and when surrendered to the soviet hands, not the soldiers of the Red army no idea what lies before them and that those "civilians" who are giving up, are among the scientific leaders in the field... Many of them were after the clarification of the status of things taken to the Soviet union, but unlike many of their colleagues from other branches of the German (military) science refused to cooperate on post-war research for the Soviets. The nearby bridge has become a key transition for the civilians and the remains of the soldiers, who in the night of 1. 2. may try to fight your way from the center of Berlin towards the west, to the Americans, only to find that Berlin is tightly surrounded by soviet troops. Roughly hour walk along the brick walls špandavské citadel arouses astonishment just over the number of bricks that had to be on this impressive construction used, and the upcoming dark ends our first day in Berlin.
The last few intersections, the blink of a (very) high prostitutes (or, rather, a prostitute) and we are on the cosy courtyard of our hotel. I fall asleep while watching the documentary about general Patton, from his tenure in the mud of the trenches of the first world war to the dramatic days of winter battles in the Ardennes. About the German atrocities, Berlin, the end of the second world war, once again on the N24 I know nothing..
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Wake up, it's morning... But I still have the night! But it is the anniversary of the end of the second world war in Europe (and tomorrow too!) Oh, so yeah...
Rozlepuji eye, and with the knowledge that awaits us the day of "zu fuss", on foot, joyfully bailing out of bed, dopadám on your tired and sore feet (There is a really big airport, it doesn't seem, but...) and I'm telling you, if I'm not old...
Strengthened dose of the sun, which has decided us to be a pleasant companion throughout the day, determine the direction of the Brandenburg gate, it's half past seven in the morning. Our neighborhood looks like in the daylight a little better, there is this flurry of activity, all sorts of kebabs here and there sometimes, sexshop or casino, is to see that we are actually in the better neighborhood. We cross the first bridge, and the pointer encourages us to guaranteed short detour to the museum of the German resistance, Stauffenberg Strasse. The house in which was the last headquarters of the army of the besieged Berlin, the headquarters of the army (Heeru), is also the place where he was executed Stauffenberg and others who tried to kill Hitler 20. July 1944. The house is now a museum, but due to our early arrival (it was open till 9:00) take pictures of the courtyard (place of execution), a plaque, and the former Bendlerstrasse, now Stauffenbergstrasse, along the buildings of the current ministry of defence, we return to the Landwehr canal. About a block further next pointer promises a monument to the soldiers of the Bundeswehr... we pass a number of embassies, Slovak, Italian... on the corner of Hirosimastrasse then the building of the japanese embassy. Turn right and through the Tiergarten park we come to Siegsäule, the statue of victory. For many, this statue is associated with the Loveparade, monumental dance events, which was last held in Berlin in 2006, and perhaps on all the photos and flyers may not Siegsäule miss. In 2006 we were there, and in fact I kind of miss. Around Siegsäule now but flowing endless numbers of cars, pedestrians and cyclists, and so we try to weasel our way around to the other side, where, under the trees hiding the statue Albrecht Theodor Emil von Roona, Helmuth Karl Bernhard von Moltke and in particular Otto von Bismarck.
Moving on the street 17. Juni (street name recalls the German uprising of 1953, bloodily suppressed by the Soviets) the soviet memorial, which stands a few dozen metres from the Brandenburg gate. A pair of T-34 tanks, a couple of massive 152mm guns, a memorial bearing the names of the guardsmen fallen in the conquest of Berlin. It is the eighth of may, the western world celebrated the end of the war in Europe. At the memorial I lay a lot of wreaths from the associations of veterans, political parties and state leaders. People wear flowers, comes the whole class of children to lay a carnation at the monument. People speak German, but there are among them also Russian-speaking.
After a brief stop we go further, a couple of photos of the Brandenburg gate "from behind" and turn to the left, to the building of the Reichstag. Everywhere are police zátarsy, fences, green space, where during the day will give piknikovat, is fenced off and closed. In the nearby buildings of the German government and chancellor Merkel is going to negotiate about the fate of african immigrants... we walk around the building of the Reichstag, which we know from countless photos, including a few times staged a soviet soldier vztyčujícím red flag over a destroyed and conquered Reichstagem. The neighborhood has changed, no longer here, it is not the wreckage of the vehicles, the guns, the dead bodies of warriors... the craters were backfilled around the Reichstag has grown a number of office buildings, but still a man couldn't defend the ideas of what it was like here 70 years ago it must have been hell, in the throes of a dying Empire. We cross the bridge towards the main station, the beautiful and very modern building of Deutsche Bahn, but not bo drivers are on strike... a Pity, but the building is really stunning. Along the waterfront is a twist to the left and take the picture Moltke bridge, across which the Soviets were attacking on the last few hundred meters to the Reichstag. He doesn't even want to believe that what we have come for a few minutes, cost so many lives and so much of the fighting... Over the Moltke bridge, we returned to the Reichstag and on the bench under the trees for a moment, we're switching off, resting after the first part of our march and clingy the sun.
It is time to go further. Along the Reichstag, through the Brandenburg gate we come... to hell. There are so many tourists that slowly there's nowhere to step. In addition, the space in front of the gate "beautifies" a kind of "art" exhibition pieces horses... well, okay. I don't understand art, so a couple of pictures of the Brandenburg gate "from the front", take a picture of the hotel Adlon and quickly gone. Behind the hotel zahýbáme right on the Wilhelmstrasse, along the british embassy. The modern building here is kind of inappropriate, but not ugly. All around stands the relics of the Third reich - so we're pulling out historical map and think over what that building was hiding during those few years of the "thousand year" empire. Zahýbáme again to the right and this brings us to the jewish memorial, which is full of tourists. Ech. Looking around the room, standing in the space the "courtyard" of the new you're the chancellery. Where was Hitler's bunker, his last days and finally even witch 1945, is nearby. For logical reasons this is not "advertised", the space recalls the only information signs, comparing the floor plan of the former chancellery and the current installation. Spitting into places where there lay Hitler's body, and away we go. With marble from the Reich chancellery again soon see each other again... we are going Through a modern shopping centre, which grew up around the Leipziger Platz and turn left again, back on the Wilhelmstrasse, around the seat of the Bundesrat. On the corner starts with one of the dominant buildings of this "government" of the street - the ministry of finance. Building but was formed as the Reichsluftfahrtministerium, Göringovo the ministry of aviation. The nazi construction of megalomania in full swing, in its time the largest office complex in the world. Again, just a little imagination, and on the walls and columns appears the imperial eagle, and other insignia of the Third reich. Across the street from the ministry of located rental trabant cars, so you can Berlin take a ride in style in prskajícím a two-stroke, or use the nearby balloon make a short ascent over the whole area. It's noon, hungry, reporting and so better we choose a booth with bratwursty right at the intersection with the ministry, and it was a good choice!
Through the intersection we're looking at the remains of the wall that bounds the space of the Museum of terror. Space, where stood the building of the headquarters of the Gestapo and other repressive components of the Third reich, is now a museum under the open sky (the buildings were damaged by aerial bombing and torn down), since my last visit has been expanded to include a building that extends this museum on another part. Two hours we spend history of the repressive apparatus of the Third reich, his nejvyznamnějšími members, again, again and again, suspending over the absence of mention of Czechoslovakia as one of the first victims of the nazi regime and the important roles played by our brave paratroopers in the assassination of R. Heydrich. Well, we'll leave holt Germans in the claim that the war began when 1. 9. 1939 robbery of Poland, and are pleased knowing that they were just "our", who stopped one of the key organizers of the German repression, we go through the rest of the museum. Even a few photos of the outdoor space and we publish on.
Not that we specifically wanted, rather it's on the way... so pushing through crowds of tourists (it is interesting that the museum of terror so many people putting out, I wonder why...) towards the famous Checkpoint Charlie. You are now leaving the american sector, proclaims the sign. Instead of one media-probably the most famous confrontation of the Cold war, when they faced each other with american and soviet tanks, is so grossly overpopulated that with quiet soul we go on and we return to the street Unter den Linden. The street is dug up, the crowds of tourists pushing for temporary sidewalks between the kicks, so not much, but finally we manage to navigate around at Humboldt university, the Neue Wache, and then to the building of the museum of German history. It is shortly after the second hour, my mom a good time. the Museum is multi-level and includes the history of the entire area of Germany, from the prehistoric excavations until after the merger of the divided Germany in 1990. In the locker room, we put bag and let's go between the panels and the display case with collections. After the "basic" exhibition we are still waiting for a special exhibition dedicated to Germany after the second world war, and deal with the crimes of nazism. The exhibition is somewhat austere and is divided by country, by the nazis during their rampage across Europe occupied. Here are the captured memories of one person from a given country, some contemporary materials, capturing the important moments shortly after the end of the war. The executions of nazi collaborators, returning forced laborers. And then Czechoslovakia. And what would you say. Yes, the forced displacement of the Germans. Guide, provázejcí japanese tourists, trying to preserve objectivity, but due to the trained text is not very good. The japanese sorrowfully shake their heads when they learn how poor the Germans could only have so many and so many pounds of baggage. Too bad that's not talking about the ones expelled the Czechs from the occupied border area. About the murders from the year 1938, but also the whole period of the Protectorate. Where are the Lidice, Lagers? Where are those students from Sachsenhausen? All forgotten, the Germans are the victim. I am leaving disgusted.
Three hours flew by like nothing and before us is a "free" evening.. today's program was exhausted, as much as we do. But does not prevent the occur through the Museeinsel on Alexanderplatz... there stands the famous tv tower, one of the landmarks of Berlin, and he would certainly sin not just go down there. It was originally planned, and dinner in the restaurant, but here it is necessary to book in advance via the web, on a Friday night is completely sold out. We choose, therefore, at least the path to the observation "deck"... the View from the 200metrové the height takes your breath away (and legs hurts all the more when we see what we all went through today). We're gonna walk around this whole round, and then have no choice but to get down the elevator down and start planning the trip to the hotel. On Alexplatzu still buy some edibles on the other days, then we'll jump into the subway, and we find that although there is a stop directly in front of the hotel, it is one of two routes, where renovations are taking place, and so we have to get out earlier. Eventually it became more about hour walking tour, and then to the hotel come with dark completely weary. In the legs, approximately 18 km of the city of the march, I fall asleep without knowing, what you for us this time prepared the N24..
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Saturday 9. 5. 2015
Well yeah, if the Lord God wanted to make the Admin went on foot, never wouldn't create the car. Fortunately, this is not so, and therefore there is again the day of the automotive. Before eight we set out from the hotel, our first stop - the soviet monument in Treptově (Treptow). In fact I was not even aware what day it is, so the crowds, the clouds police officers, and completely full parking space around the park has taken us by surprise, but after a second circuit around the park (to the sound of trumpeting some of the Russians who are soviet flags and with his hand on the horn toured the park over and over) we find a place to park and we are going to the memorial, as well as dozens of others. Plates on the cars are mostly German, but the vast majority of the people around speak Russian. On the incoming roads to the monument to unpack the banners and impromptu exhibitions, propaganda going at full speed, from the speakers wins music. He's going to some official party, no doubt about it. Stops us trio of young "journalists" and figuring out our opinion. The power of we, bo, we don't know what's actually going to, and when it will be here, so I hope we'll be long gone. The monument is impressive, part is lined with red marble from Hitler's Reich chancellery. On the way back we follow a couple of bikers and a crowd of photographers. Oh yes, the Night wolves. Short posing for photographers, the media wolves get nažráno, what does it matter that it's all artificially pretentious, especially when it's something to write about. On my way out I take pictures of a few veterans and quickly back to the car.
The next stop for us will be discreet villa in Karlshorstu. Do not be mistaken, this building was signed the unconditional German surrender, after the war, resided here marshal Zhukov. The museum is dedicated to the Great patriotic war between the Third reich and the Soviet union, and is in many ways surprisingly candid. He's not trying to disguise some for the Soviets unpleasant aspects of this war, which I acknowledge with gratitude. So has the museum look. In the eight years since my last visit to the museum improved, improved, in particular paneláž and the clarity of the whole exhibition. There's a number of soviet military equipment, since the T-34 after the ISU-152.
It is half past eleven, time for a quick snack and go away.
Now we have a trip south of Berlin to the village of Halbe. After the highway A13 direction south, some 30-40km, passing through areas of dense pine forests, which were the last hiding places of the German 9. the army, which in the last days of the battle of Berlin tried to break the siege of the west to 12. the army and to the Americans. Soviets but intrusion attempts stopped and only a small part of the units of the boiler at Halbe got. A lot more of them when the battles been made. To them is dedicated to the forest cemetery in Halbe.
After the road from Halbe to Wünsdorfu we stop at the next soviet cemetery, and to Wünsdorfu we arrive around half past three. The sky is getting dark, and we wander between oplocenými ruins of the former imperial army, the imperial and later soviet barracks. Eventually we stop on Gutenbergstrasse in takzvanem Bücherstadtu - the city of books. The local museum in one of the stables is to be devoted to the Soviets after the war. With the idea to visit the complex of the Maybach - the underground bunker headquarters of the German armed forces during the second world war - slowly we say good-bye. In the framework of the search of the local manager of the museum but in the nearby military antique shop we find ourselves at the same time also guide to the Maybach, and we're clearly a choice - either the Maybach or the museum, both within six till closing time. The decision is clear - Maybach. We'll meet at four. We use the remaining time and we are going through a used-book stores. So please pack with you all ! A wonderful collection of nonfiction, it is a lot of places to see. But there are four, so it's time to go underground. A warm jacket with you!
The complex was completed just before the robbery of Poland and its above-ground part was masked as single family homes. Under them, and, in particular, under their thick concrete roof and walls, concealed bunkers, from which it has been managed by the German war machine, even though Hitler as commander in chief, there never was. In addition to the buildings complex included a large underground three-story communications bunker, which provided a link with the German army throughout Europe. As it usually happens, and this complex after the war, occupied the Soviets and for a long time here was the headquarters of the air defense of East Germany, the headquarters of one air army, and so a number of German bunkers spread even bunkers of the soviet. You are part of another tour... When we return to the light of day from 18metrové depth under the ground, from the cold concrete, the pouring rain, but somehow that's fine with us, we are happy that we are out there, but we got lucky and things like this often don't see. Again it worked, super.
It's raining, we're hungry, we're going back then go home. We don't even know how we're discovering once again at our "favorite" Burgerkinga, and so we give it a whirl. Meanwhile, the rain stops and still it got dark, we're talking to thus to complete the "daily challenge" and we're off to Berlin to the street Bernauerstrasse, where is a monument to the Berlin wall, the remains as they were once built. After a short stop we are going through the nearby Hussitenstrasse (yes, husitská street !) on the edge of the park Humboldthain, where over Gustav-Meyer-But is the remains of one of the anti-aircraft towers. The tower is to the top included and is part of the park, so there is almost nothing to see. On the other side of the park above the Hochstrasse is the second tower that was partially destroyed with explosive charges, but today serves as a prospect.
Then it's time to come to the hotel and get ready for the last night..
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Sunday 10. 5. 2015
Last day of having breakfast in the hotel, god knows when again we run into some reasonable grub
We're packing the bags, paying for parking and leaving Berlin. Sunday morning is quiet and the streets almost can't see the person.
Our goal is to Seelöw, a place where the Soviets at the cost of large losses breached the last defensive line of the Germans before Berlin. The path is quite annoying, the road is still straight, but speed limited to 70km/h, and so it too neodsýpá. But in the end, the Seelöwa around half past nine we get. It is necessary to enter into the city, not go on the bypass, which would have the city circled the monument and missed. We but miss that we can't. The location is a few artillery pieces, a large statue and the cemetery with the museum. It is a private museum and admission is 4 Euro, opening at 10:00 and in fact did not contain anything magical. Most of the electronic panels reported a system error and the museum we had expired in a few minutes. From the memorial and cemetery is an impressive sight down to the county, where followed the Soviets. One so easily gets an idea about how the German defenders were both on the palm of your hand. At the same time, we're looking for a Reitwein Spur, opposite the high ground where the attack on the Seelöw commanded by marshal Zhukov - one of the last points on our journey. We say goodbye to the heights at Seelöw and we are going down... I turn back and look at those hills. Nothing high, but in the military it is not metres, but hundreds and thousands of dead and wounded. Sad place.
We're heading into the Reitwein and we parked on the dirt road below the hill directly at the soviet cemetery. After a short stop at the cemetery, continuing along the edge of the hill on a dirt road, when the indicator will show the way the stairs on the left up. We come to the true Hobitínu, a hill full of different trenches, the remains of fortifications and zemjlanek. After the marked route dochazíme up to the point that we know from the photos. Here, therefore, stood marshal Zhukov. The view is overgrown, the Seelöw we can't see, but even so, do we have any idea what she looked like the area in front of us at the time of the attack. We're going back to the car.
The last points on our route are Kostrzyn nad Odrou, the place where it passes through the border of Germany and Poland on the river Oder. Briefly, we stop, the space along the river in the place where she was probably a barracks, is closed. We cross the bridge and then cross the car to the remains of the medieval citadel. After the war, from her left only the walls of the citadel, all the buildings were razed to the ground. The last walk neútěšným place, then we move on. Hunger is reported and somehow have it pulls us home. After the Polish side along the Oder we arrived in the Frankfurt an der Oder and we're going back to Germany. Stop for lunch, a short intermezzo with a lost parking card, which has a good end in dobromyslném hlídačí municipal parking lot, which is about a week later, he's going to Harrachov on vacation, and so us in a good mood not only gives a new been ticketed, but we don't even need a parking lot to pay. Thank you, and we know that if the same thing happened to him in the parking lot with us, they scrub from his skin. Holt, a different county. Here reigns the order. Ordnung. Order. And the good people.
... and back again
We are going on the highway back to Berlin, we eventually turned to Dresden and despite a minor traffic jam at the site digging up the highway to successfully return to the country of our birth. Enriched with a lot of experiences, impressions, with thousands of photographs on the cards, with still a little tired legs, in a friendly atmosphere of our monstertrucku, which didn't escalate into any form of submarine of the disease.
That was a fun trip, I like everything I saw, along with Robotovým article (and even recently shlédnutou Valkyrie and similar films) it makes a little more sense, it all fits and the person the individual sites perceive from a slightly different angle than before. I think we can all agree on the fact that it would still have a day or two in addition came down, a number of things we haven't seen (or we've seen them under ideal conditions), but at least will be a reason to Berlin again. And I hope that you enjoy this short travel report gives you a few ideas of where to in such a nearby city to go during your own holiday look..
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for looks, here is a video of what he looked like berlin in July 1945
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and another nice document from prulomu on odre to berlin
and in English
and in English
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Díky za připomenutí, bylo to super
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