We awoke and after a quick bakery breakfast walked over to Kiefenstrasse. If you like street art this is the place for you. In all my years of travelling I’ve never seen anything like this!

Back in the 1980’s this street was known for squatting, as well as connections to a far left militant gang. At one point the street was even referred to as the centre of terrorism in Germany!

In 1987 many of the squatters there were given tenancy agreements, which have since been promised to be renewed indefinitely and is now home to 800 residents from around 40 different nations.

The street claims to be the biggest graffiti wall in the world and it is certainly a wonderful place to look at. Each house is painted in a different style and the result is something so amazingly creative. Adam and I spent a fair while walking up and down the street, hoping we wouldn’t miss anything.

Our walk back into the centre took us along the hofgarten, where Adam freaked me out by getting way too close to some little goslings. I have some childhood fear of Geese so I kept fearing an attack!

We strolled around the old town, where we found lots of traditional German buildings. Despite it being a warm Sunday there were very little people around and it was a leisurely afternoon.

In the middle of the Old town sits Neanderkirche, a baroque style church completed in 1687, that is lovely to look at with its bright yellow facade.

Right on the shores of the Rhine you can find Burgplatz, a square that once sat in front of the former castle. Today only the castle tower remains, known as Schlossturm, which now serves as a maritime museum. We didn’t venture in but we saw the tower from outside, this little piece of German history dates back to the 13th century and so is worth seeing.

Within the square is the Radschlagerbrunnen, a fountain of young children doing cartwheels, which is linked to a celebratory custom in Dusseldorf.

The far more gothic Stadterbungsmonument is also just off Burgplatz. Built to celebrate Dusseldorf getting its city rights it is an incredibly detailed monument that is meant to be ‘read’ left to right as a story. It reminded me of the Ehekarussel monument we saw in Nuremberg.

Behind the monument sits St Lambertus, one of four Catholic churches in the old town. As one of the oldest buildings in the city it’s quite the landmark and its twisted roof is very interesting. Apparently in 1815, after the roof was destroyed in a fire, it was rebuilt but the roof twisted, most likely due to the use of damp wood. The legend grew that the Devil had twisted the roof whilst trying to destroy the church and when the church was rebuilt, following WWII, the city asked for the roof to remain twisted.

It was wonderful weather to stroll down Konigsallee, the canal side boulevard that runs to Ko-Bogan. We’d been in the area on our first day in Dusseldorf but it had looked totally different in the rain.

For an early dinner we went to Naniwa, to get our last experience of authentic Japanese food before heading home. Adam had a large ramen whilst I went for some yaki-soba and both were absolutely delicious. Our meal with 2 large beers came to about 26 euros and left us full for the rest of the evening.

With that our German trip came to an end, Adam and I got the skytrain back to the airport and at 9pm that evening flew back to the UK. I had so enjoyed Dusseldorf and I felt like it had given us a huge amount of things to see in our short 3 days.

Steps walked: 21,932