Long ago, in the rocklands of Germany

The devil came a' walkin' through.  He was tired and decided to have himself a little meal, so out the red rock he made himself a table and a chair.   The next morning he picked up his chair and traveled on, leaving the table  for future generations to wonder at.

And then someone built a playground under it.

teufelsticsh (devil's table)

the best part about living in Germany is the things we get to do which are 'too risky' in the states