Monday, December 29, 2008


The Dusseldorf cartwheelers
Among the weird pastimes of the inhabitants of this city is cartwheeling. The brochures tell us that it all started 700 years ago when the local children cartwheeled for joy after the Dusseldorfers’ victorious battle against the Archbishop of Cologne near Worringen (1288). The cartwheeler is described as the lovable symbol of the city and its living traditions; kids now cartwheel as a way of busking, although the tradition is to give only a penny which I guess we can run to. Better, I suppose, than the daily gauntlet of falun gongers we have to run to get in and out of our apartment to go anywhere.
The grey, raining Dusseldorf days have been replaced by sunny ones, but with that the real cold has set in. Brisk, it could charitably be described as, but then not too brisk to keep us entirely indoors. Boxing Day, we went up the local 170 metre high tower which provided us brilliant views of the city and region. 170 metres is bloody high and it took more than a few minutes for the legs to stabilize enough to wander around and enjoy the view.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Marty - then surely with your gymnastic experience you should try some busking!!!!!

Anonymous said...

Have some euro coins leftover to put into your beret but would need a video or photo of the busking for proof.