The city of Gameln is well-known for the legend about Krysolove. The legend is that. In 1284 Gameln have suddenly flooded crowds of mice and rats. Every day them became more and more. Rodents destroyed the foodstuffs, people, were not included into whose nearest plans strict diets (other canons of beauty were during those far times), have begun to worry.
In Germany May – is time weddings. In Russia, know, “in May you marry, all life you will toil“. Though there are also exceptions, my parents have celebrated a wedding in May, this year mark thirty first anniversary, and give to them the God at least as much again next anniversaries. It is more from among friends and familiar daredevils were not, any May wedding I can not recollect. The Berlin weddings were carried by by a chain, one replacing another.
Fairly I admit, in the Louvre I was last time about five years ago. And that only because someone from friends has arrived, and I have gone there with them for the company. Tour d'Eiffel does not cause for a long time in me any positive emotions – if frankly the kind with Tour Montparnasse is much more interesting. Galerie Lafayette – mm … unless before Christmas when in show-windows the whole doll representations are played, and each of them – a small masterpiece. Cemeteries in general never involved me, no less than cathedrals. And at the pseudo-Greek restaurants exorbitant prices and disgustingly feed.