Another city, another spectacular view from the top of a Cathedral, this time in Strassbourg, France. This is how to see Europe: through the slits carved in spiral stone staircases, from the summit of these tremendous stone monuments. From on high, Strassbourg appeared old, ramshackle and very French. From there we plotted a route through five hundred year old neighborhoods to walk beneath thousand year old sycamores on the banks of the Rhine.
Strasbourg, or Strassbourg in German, is the namesake inspiration for my hometown of Strasburg, Pennsylvania. The two cities don’t even remotely resemble each other, but the countryside is reminiscent of eastern Pennsylvania, with it’s rolling farmland and wooded hills. There’s no place (that kinda looks) like home… :)