One of our medieval towns here around Stuttgart is called Esslingen. We took my family there for a stroll on the cobbled streets and ended up in a park so my niece could swing. (She loves to swing.) There was a pair of swans nesting that the city had built a wall to protect. The gander (is that what the male swan is called?) was very protective, but when he sauntered off for a swim I was able to get pretty close. Even with him there he was tolerant. I took some beautiful pictures. When the mother swan stood to move the eggs we counted eight.