Sometimes places capture you just because of their name. Tatzelwurm is such a place.
Hiking in the melting snow to the highest year-around farm in Germany, Hohe Asten.
Sending a fictitious letter to Chemnitz to describe a "difficult" relationship when a city seems to shy away every time I visit.
See the result of a monoculture facing infestation and get to know the legend of three kings.
A ruin representing a bad decision, a hall of fame that elicit feminism, and a lot more "why".