Opened in 2001, Berlin’s Jewish Museum is as renowned for its striking contemporary architecture as it is for its content. The building's zigzagging shape, the brainchild of American architect Daniel Liebeskind, resembles a lightning bolt or stretched-out Star of David. Inside, it’s shot through with deliberately disorienting “voids,” “axes,” and memorial spaces like the Holocaust Tower, whose heavy iron door gives you a terrifying sense of being trapped inside. The permanent exhibition, a somewhat conventional chronological overview of Jewish history in Germany, seems almost beside the point next to poignant installations like Menashe Kadishman’s Shalechet (Fallen Leaves), a triangular void filled with 10,000 screaming iron faces that clank as you cross them. Temporary exhibits tend toward the eyebrow-raising, as in 2012's bizarre The Whole Truth, where you could pose queries to a real, live Jewish Berliner sitting in a glass box.