Pückler is a fascinating person and most of the stories about him sound so unreal, Hollywood would outright reject scripts containing them.
If you ever find yourself to be in Berlin with an extra day to spare you should take the 1.5 hour drive to Cottbus, where his second park – Branitz – is located. Has a lovely museum in the manor house and in the stable a world class restaurant, cooking his meals with a modern twist (he had an extra meal diary, that's how we know exactly what he has eaten with whom throughout his entire life).
Basically the complete field of modern landscaping design has grown – no pun intended – on his work and vision. The probably best known example is the Central Park in New York. Without Pückler it would not have come to be.
Oh and did I mention he is buried in a pyramid?
