The first time I visited Germany, The Man and I took the back roads from the airport to Wolfsburg. We passed through lots of little villages, each of them quaint and distinctly German. Then we came across a place with buildings that were also quaint but distinctly NOT German. "What is that?" I asked The Man. "That's a windmill museum." Y'all are probably giving me a blank stare, but it's actually much cooler than it sounds. I'm a fan of anything old, random and a little bit quirky, and the Mühlenmuseum in Gifhorn definitely fits the bill. Basically, somebody decided to find old windmills from all across the world--think Greece, Korea and, of course, Germany--and put them all together in a little park. Strange, but fun for nerds like me who are into history.
There are also other things there, like a Russian Orthodox Church (where a baptism was taking place on the day we visited) and the strange contraption you can see two pictures below. What is it? Same thing I asked my aunt's boyfriend. He told me that back in the day, if a baker sold you an underweight loaf of bread, he'd be put into the cage and dipped into the well. I thought he was pulling my leg, but nope. That's how it went down in Old Europe.
See what I mean? Random. Quirky.