I noticed the spire of St. Nikolai from a distance while we were walking down by the harbour. It was large (good), dark (good) and neo-gothic (double good). Our kind hostess (pictured on the right) told me a brief history of the place. That it had been built in the 14th century and burnt down in a massive fire in the mid-19th century, then was rebuilt and then bombed by the Allies toward the end of World War II. Apparently it was also the tallest building in the world for two years. What’s left of it (the spire, an entryway, and a few sections of wall) now serves as a monument to those who were killed in the war.

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