Next morning, June 12th, we moved to the P&R and took the bus back into town, mostly to see the great cathedral (next posts), but also to do another Michelin walking tour of the old city.
La Place Broglie...the horse market in the Middle Ages, a central square in later times, with the grand opera at the end; origin of the term "horse opera" some say |
The day's caryatids; not too many of these on the half-timbered beauties |
Abbatoir of yore |
Canal scene |
The day's video-shoot; don't know who she was nor why five camera-persons were required |
Love the curvy pink arcades |
Another beautiful building |
Europe's first iron bridge; so it said |
We stopped for lunch as a restaurant by the adjacent Catholic and Protestant churches; my Alsatian sausages |
Vicki's schnitzel |
The meal was fine, but the main interest were the new-to-us golden ground cherries, physalis heterophylla, served as a side nibble |
An approaching red ant threatened our moment together, so I smashed it; certain restrictions apply in my reverence for life |
Chinese half-timbered look |
The adjoining Catholic and Protestant churches; the latter was closed, the former not so interesting |
Another Art Nouveau |
Galeries Lafayette; used to be the Kaufhaus des Westens (😁) |
And another Nouveau |
And an Art Deco; why are they so often movie houses? |
Sic transit, Gloria; there is his statue, on Place Gutenberg, tucked in between a hot dog stand and a merry-go-round |
Last month's flavor of "Information Age" |
More curvy streets |
And one final monument I had to find...that of Strasbourg favorite son Roget de L'Isle, composer of "La Marseillaise," which became the French national anthem, known to many non-Francophones by way of this great movie scene (Major Strasser and his German buddies, BTW, are singing "De Wacht am Rhein," which rather neatly ties things together) |