My last stop then home, Bienvenue en France
Strasbourg, Alsace, is just a stone’s throw from Germany, but in every essence this town is French and proud. I car shared from Stuttgart to Keil, and then I got on the train, one stop to Strasbourg and I was easily in France.
She told me how fearless and brave I was to take on Europe alone. I had heard this so much over the last few weeks. I had only praise for this culturally diverse community we call Europe and my only fears came from within myself. I was embraced and welcomed, everywhere I went.
I was in France and I was so happy to be here. I can’t fathom out why I felt like I did, this wasn’t anywhere near the part of France I had visited before, it was all new but still it felt so familiar.
The next day I set out to explore Strasbourg, I was told to go searching for the Cathedral and 'petit france'. I trailled along cobbled, french streets, lined with artisan shops, with the smell of freshly baked bread, wafting through the air. I honestly thought I found the catherdral after walking through some back alleys, and I was a bit shocked at how small it seemed, ten minutes later I really found the Cathedral, and towering architecturally stunning building. A tourist hub, with queues surrounding the Catherdral walls, I decided not to go inside, but just to view, the grandeur of the gothic architecture, that rose before me.
I soon carried on and mivered my way through the streets and walked along the Canal. I stayed in Strasbourg for two nights, I tasted some tart flambee, a local Alsace recipe, and of course I tried some Kronenbourg.
What a beautiful town, tucked up in the corner of france.
I decided to be spontaneous with where I would go next, to get home from Strasbourg was relatively easy but in hast I decided to head south towards the Sun.
Nattie x
Nattie x