
March 2026. Wuppertal. Germany.

And as you’ll know I have a very precise definition of my “top 100s“. But certainly this suspended monorail in the industrial Ruhr would be in there.

Wuppertal, then, “founded in 1929 by the merger of Elberfeld, Barmen, Ronsdorf, Cronenberg and Vohwinkel“, Wupper being the river, and the bear, that binds them together. Wuppertal is a difficult place to pin down. A bit like the Potteries, Mrs RM just agreed, with Hanley the cultural lead mirroring Elberfield.

One tiny issue. How exactly do you get on the monorail.

We couldn’t find the entrance. So we asked the friendly, almost English-speaking tourist officer who two minutes earlier had given us the little guide to the Schwebebahn.
“Oh, it is closed due to a strike today“. NOW you tell me.
It felt a bit like going to Hanley and finding the Coachmakers Arms out of Bass, or visting Maidenhead and not getting abuse in the multi-storey car park.
Mrs RM, who had insisted we needed 3 days to cover the city, was unbowed. “We’ll tick the elephants instead !“

Well, where to start. She had a map.

I know it says Wuppertal at the top, and Luisenviertel at the bottom, but it is Elberfeld .
And it’s a gem, from the modernist city church,

to the mysterious clock that, like the one in Piercebridge, had stopped dead,

to a sign that may be traced back to 1876,

and a surprisingly attractive, if slightly worn, city hall.

“And this is the worst city in Germany ?” we thought, adding Gelsenkirchen and Mönchengladbach to our To Do lists.

I mean, apart from the Von der Heydt art gallery and that monorail and cheap schnitzel there might not be an awful lot to do,

but often just aimless strolling is enough.

Great street art on every corner,

and a skate park that looked terrifying on approach,

but those steps lead to some of the most attractive town houses, and a view of the Hip Hop mural.

Almost as impressive were the spiritual messages on the side of St Lawrence. Mrs RM knows this one by rote.

An hour of walking, time for a beer, surely ?
Nooooooo!!.
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The worst city in Germany has surely got to be some badly reconstructed part of East Germany surely? What does Dresden look like these days?
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Havent’t seen much of the old East, bar a long drive across to Poland. Leipzig was great.
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I found plenty to see and do when I went to Wuppertal, despite not straying more than a couple of hundred yards from the railway station in Barmen: https://whenmyfeetgothroughthedoor.blogspot.com/2012/12/engels.html
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I don’t think I recognise the phrase “aimless strolling”. Is it a bad attempt at a translation by AI? Perhaps from the German equivalent of “between pubs”?
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Anyone who calls that run down obviously hasn’t walked from Rotherham bus station to The Blue Coats via the burnt out Rhino
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That’s what I was thinking. Or Swinton or Mexborough.
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Are you dissing South Yorkshire? I might have to arrange for someone to meet your plane. I assume you’ll be using Sheffield Doncaster Airport?
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Yes.
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Poor Tuffi! But more so poor you guys for finding the monorail closed. I am sure you dealt with such news far better than I would.
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I’m ashamed to say our first thought was “This will make a great blog”, and it makes you search harder for the town gems.Like going to Bournville, finding Cadbury World closed, and exploring the brewery taps and weird shops of Stirchley.
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