Eurail day 16: Strasbourg
What can one say about a French city that hasn’t already been said? I have wandered today, in awe of this ancient city that shares a German history (the blend is called Alsace). How can people live amongst such ancient buildings and barely notice? They tell me in French that for them it is normal to live in a fairy tale city that looks like the village from Beauty and the Beast. It is great to be in a place where they recognize the functionality of old buildings. Just because something is ancient doesn’t mean you throw it away, bulldoze over it, burn it, and, and Joni Mitchell might say, put up a parking lot.
I will let the photos speak for my lack of descriptive powers this evening.