Day 42 Saturday October 11, 2025
We were headed to the bus to go the Stuttgart Library when we saw people gathering for the local Fellbach Parade. We decided to wait and watch the parade. It was such fun. Like any good parade there were marching bands…
…beautiful horses…
…cute kids…
and more horses…
followed by a ‘fire truck’!
This is the first parade we have seen where the participants carry glasses of wine and many of the people watching the parade also have glasses and bottles of wine.
There were more marching bands…
…including a kazoo playing band! 
There were more cute kids…
and a group of scouts, both boys and girls…
…followed by royalty and their subjects…
…and often we weren’t sure who was in the parade! It seemed like anyone who wanted to be in the parade just joined in!
Of course there were floats, and they were mostly to do with agriculture and the harvest.
I was given an apple with a laser printed label! We had not seen this before but Bob had heard about this method of identifying fruit instead of using sticky labels.
There were a whole lot of girls marching who looked a lot alike with their blonde wigs!
We have absolutely no idea who these characters were supposed to be!
The parade wasn’t over but we decided that we should continue with our itinerary for the day. Next stop was the Stuttgart Library. It didn’t look like much from the outside.
There is a robot exhibit on the main floor, so Bob asks this ‘talking head’ if there is a place that we can go and have tea and pastries in the library. The head answers in English that “The library has a cafe on the roof. Perfect to enjoy your tea with a view. It is a great spot to recharge. Enjoy your break with a dash of literature in the air.” He seemed to speak a least French, German and English…who knows what else? It is a little bit creepy though, as this head sitting on a table is quite lifelike!
We enter the library and make our way to the café and this is what we see! It I huge and defintiely the whitest library we have ever seen.
After tea and pastries we climb up to the viewing platform on the roof. I had to stand on one of these benches to get a view over the top of the double row of railings on the edge of the roof.
We can see one of the Cannstatter Volkfest ferris wheels (from our visit yesterday) and some of the other rides from up here!
Many of the surrounding buildings have living roofs.
Back in the library. Instead of Find Waldo, can you Find Trudy?
There are corridors and more rooms of books behind the book shelves you can see in the photo above. They have some books in all these languages!
Back on the main floor we check out the other robot displays. I made a new friend.
There was an art installation where you stand in front of this horse and think of a number. between 3 and 10. The horse is supposed to read your mind and then stamp his foot to say what number you were thinking. Bob picked 10 and the horse only stamped 6 times. When I tried it the horse shook his head and stamped his feet impatiently. The artist said that I was too intense for him to read my mind. I should try just thinking of a number. I concentrated hard on my number but the horse still reacted as if I was too intense! Too funny! 
There is a lovely public square with fountains and benches right outside the library door.
A short walk leads us to the Old Town and Schloss Platz. We find a bench and have tea and cookies and watch the world go by.
The buildings behind are the Neues Schloss, or the Grand Palace, which is now used as government offices.
We walk around for a bit before heading back to catch the tram home.
I loved the handle on this door, polished by use.

On the way home from the tram we pass the local fairgrounds just a couple blocks from our apartment. The Fellbacher Herbst Fair is very busy. It is much smaller than the one in Stuttgart but there are still lots of rides.
There are people everywhere. Too bad neither of us drink beer! We are both ready to head home and relax with a nice hot cup of tea. It was a full day.
We stand and watch for a while…
and then decide that we need to take part so we joined the protestors. Here is
The march is going in the opposite direction, away from the Berlin Dom, so we step to the sidewalk and spend the next hour watching the people march by. Imagine crowds like in the pictures below walking by steadily for more than an hour, and there was still no end in sight.
We think that there has to be more than 100,000 people protesting here, people of all ages, and ethnicities. Here is
The protest march continued but we thought we better go do the last bit of our sightseeing in Berlin. The Central Memorial of the Federal Republic of Germany for the Victims of War and Dictatorship below held just one piece of sculpture, Käthe Kollwitz’s famous ‘Mother with Dead Son’, created in 1938.
It has quite an impact, all alone in this big stark space. I discover there is a Käthe Kollwitz museum, but it is not nearby and we have run out of time in Berlin. Too bad, I love her drawings and would have liked to have seen them.
Just across the street we see a very colourful exhibit and head over to find out what it is…7,000 pompoms that form a ‘Wall of Love” installation.
Right across from the pompoms is this absolutely enormous Platane tree. I think this is the same kind of tree that is on the boulevards by our apartment. It has a 30 metres spread!
Bob wanted to find the plaque in a nearby square where the Nazis burned 25,000 books in 1933. There is also a clear glass panel that looks down below the square onto a room filled with empty bookcases. The glass was too cloudy to get a photo.
Walking toward the Berlin Dom we pass the park we had our picnic lunch a few days ago. There is no grass, only a packed gravel surface. The parks in European cities are used by so many people that grass would not survive.
Finally we arrive at the Berlin Dom, much later than we had planned.
This is a Protestant church that is every bit as ornate as the Catholic Churches we have visited in Europe.
The dome above the altar is magnificent. The Church was hit by a napalm bomb in the Second World War and the dome collapsed into the church. It was open to the elements for many years before it was finally restored to its former glory.
This photo shows the bombed Berlin Dom. I had no idea how badly bombed Berlin was before we visited here.
This is where we are climbing to.
The 367 steps were worth it! Here are some of the views from the dome.
We can hear music from way up here. Turns out it is this fellow far below.
He is the person on the left side of this bridge with a guitar case on the ground in front of him. I even zoomed in a bit to take this photo. It was surprising how clearly we could hear all the words of his song.
The park area in front of the Berlin Dom and the Altes Museum.
Bob is getting to be quite the photographer.
Looking down some of the stairs we climbed. At least they were good sturdy stairs, unlike some of the rickety belltower ones we have climbed in the past.
Part way down there is a small museum with models of the church. The plaster and wooden models used to build the original church were used in the reconstruction of the church after it was bombed.
We were way up there walking along the outside of the rectangular windows.
We weren’t sure if the buses were running after the protest march, so we walked back along the river towards the metro station On the way we see this parade of boats.
Turns out is is another protest “march” with lots of music and dancing. Take a look at the back of the boat in the second photo. We wondered if it was about to sink, it was so low in the water.
There were all sorts of spectators watching the boats.
There are lots of beautiful big trees in Berlin.
Just before we get to the metro we pass a store with hundreds of old sewing machines lining its windows. Kind of neat reflections too. It was a much longer day than we expected but I was so glad we got to see and take part, even for a bit, in the Climate March. When we get home we discover that there were marches like this all around the world! YAY!! Finally people are realizing that we need to change the way we live.




















