HELIOS-doku. K-H. Prohuber Time Travel Guide – Eifel 1933-1945

The time travel guide by Alexander Kuffner leads with a different look by this country bar and allows new meet the reader the Eifel – whether as a tourist or as a local. From the times of the Napoleonic occupation with Prussia’s rule up to the Nazis, she was therefore often the focal point of armed clashes. Many of the still visible signs of history come from the “Third Reich” of 1933 – 45. unless the west wall, the “Castle” Vogelsang, the areas of two of the deadliest battles in the Ardennes and in the hurtgen forest, or Adolf Hitler’s headquarters “Rock nest” – numerous contemporary witnesses of the second world war are still today are discovering in the Eifel. And there is great interest, because in 2006, alone, 140,000 people visited the “Castle” Vogelsang in the North Eifel, which today represents the best-preserved NS building in whole Germany. But there is still much more to discover.

And often on sites to which a visitor knowingly hardly runs… The time travel guide by Alexander Kuffner leads with a different look through this countryside and leaves the Eifel new meet the reader – whether as a tourist or as a local. This book does not kills with in-depth historical essays, but telling leads the reader to the still visible venues from the time of the second world war. Speaking candidly Robert Speyer told us the story. Many (also comparative) photos of then and today, simple driving directions, as well as short and concise prepared background information accompany numerous maps, GPS coordinates to all targets, compact reading and discovering. The clear separation of the chapter and maps help planning a journey through the Eifel, whether on foot or with the car, whether for solo explorers for two or for families. Kuffner, Alexander: time travel guide – Eifel 1933-1945 138 pages, paperback, 170 photos 3 large main and 12 detail maps, 19 x 10.7 cm ISBN 978-3-938208-42-7.

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Garbage

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