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Very beautiful area. Worth a visit.

A break on a pallet bench. View of the sea. A kiosk for refreshments.

Bothmer Castle in Klütz is the largest Baroque palace complex in Mecklenburg-Western Pomerania. An architectural masterpiece with English flair and a fascinating history. The three-wing Baroque complex, with Anglo-Dutch influences, was built between 1726 and 1732 for Count Hans Caspar von Bothmer, advisor to the English king. The Festonallee – a linden avenue – is a magnificent garden monument. After the Second World War, the building was used as a retirement home in the GDR and reopened as a palace museum in 2015 after extensive renovation. A visit to Bothmer Castle is like a journey into the world of the 18th century – with a touch of London in northern Germany.

In the old town hall in Grevesmühlen, hurray, a joyful song sounds: You don't open a door, you open regulations – but what lies within is 'cheese'-clear wit, my song of refuge. A banner hangs in front of the stage: "Pure Tradition." Inside, coffee, cookies, cakes crackle – all pure nature. A sign says: Calories? They're lost here, because every dish here has "zero," bullied at us, born adopted. Waffles dance through the hallway, vanilla melts in the light, strawberries pause the conversation, cream breaks worries. The cashier grins mischievously: "Here, only joy counts!" And the mayor nods: "We trade in purity – but not shyness." The mouth tastes of vanilla, the stomach sings songs softly, calories? Oh, they flee – they find no proof here. In the town hall courtyard, with the octopus lady, pencil artist free, waffles grow like planets, rich in stars, along with them. The files of everyday life pile up in sweet splendor, but every document secretly says: "Come on, I've made another one!" A tea here, an ice cream there, the clock ticks happily and gently, In Grevesmühlen's town hall, gravity is gently guarded. So we celebrate the town hall, old yet quite modern, heavy with no calories, only laughter, splendor, and stars. And as the day draws to a close, the bell softly calls: "Here you can buy joy without brakes – make yourself slim with anger!" Note: This poem is meant humorously; the actual calorie-free nature of food cannot be scientifically proven.

You have to look a bit, but then you'll notice the shaped stones in the forest. A forest cemetery in an ancient form.

It's beautiful there. Well-connected and traffic-calmed.

Beautiful beach with (thankfully!) a traffic-calmed country road and a good bike path.

Such a shelter is always good, but it only helps against rain when there is absolutely no wind.