Deep in the heart of Cologne, nestled amidst sprawling fields, lies the charming village of Libur. Did you know that this tranquil haven, with its unique octagonal village center, holds centuries of captivating history? Libur, first mentioned in records dating back to 1183, was referred to as “villula Lebure” in the Mirakelbuch of Saint Anno in 1185. This historical document emphasizes the village’s ancient origins. The name “Libur” itself is thought to derive from old high German words. “Léa” meaning burial mound and “búr” meaning dwelling, suggesting it was a “dwelling place by the burial mound”. Imagine Cologne in 1482. Count von Plettenberg established a chaplaincy in Libur, demonstrating its growing religious importance. Later, in 1582, a small chapel dedicated to Saint Margaret of Antioch was built. This humble chapel served the community until the construction of the current St. Margaretha Church in 1909. The new church, a striking landmark in Libur, stands as a testament to the enduring faith of its inhabitants. Fast forward to the spring of 1957. A startling discovery was made in the old Libur fire pond. Hundreds of weapons and explosives, remnants of World War II, were unearthed. This hidden arsenal was finally cleared after a long debate about responsibility and cost. Now, a sports field occupies the space, a peaceful transformation from a site of potential danger. Libur, despite being incorporated into Cologne in 1975, retains its distinct village character. The historic core of Libur, surrounded by agricultural land, remains remarkably preserved. The Kuxgasse showcases the best examples of the village’s traditional architecture. These charming half-timbered and brick buildings from the 18th and 19th centuries whisper stories of generations past. A visit to Libur offers a unique blend of history, rural charm, and intriguing anecdotes. It’s a step back in time, a chance to experience the heart of old Cologne while enjoying the tranquility of village life.
Skulpturenpark Stammheim
A golden winged pug surveys the Rhine. That’s how many remember the Skulpturenpark Stammheim. This isn’t just any park. It’s