
One day in Bochum
Bochum. The town who’s postal code has been on a record cover. And where since ages they show a musical on roller-skates. And the town where supposedly you can get the best curry wurst. At least there exists a song from Herbert Grönemeyer about it. We have been there and had a look around. As it has been quite hot, we went to an ice cream parlour first. It was kind of rustic. There have been old used rag-tag furniture and a long queue. The types of ice cream were somehow special like ‚cucumber‘ or ‚pumpkin seed‘. And – also unusual – each type had its own price. So there is no standard price for every scoop. But it tasted very good. Afterwards we strolled through the city. It is very green. There are old trees. Alley ways. We discovered a public book case and a extraordinary tower. If you








