Morning in Strasbourg
We stopped through Strasbourg on our way back from a photo shoot in the Mosel Valley. It was my first time in the Alsace region of France and was pretty stoked to say the least. Strasbourg is on the border of France and Germany, but there’s no denying that once you step foot over the border, you are unapologetically in France. I happily doff my "Danke Schön" and imbibe my "S'il vous plait." Unlike back home where driving to Baja was the only cross cultural experience we could have, the distances and myriad languages are stone's throw in Europe.
Strasbourg is a sneaky little city, don’t let the quaint half-timbered houses and patisseries in La Petite France fool you, it’s the official seat for the European Parliament, the European Court of Human Rights and a host of other influential European institutions. Its beautiful historical centre - the Grande Île - which was the first city centre to be classified entirely as a World Heritage Site by UNESCO, which makes my husband excited considering he’s been on a lifelong quest to visit every UNESCO site on the planet.
I love living in close proximity to France, possibly my romanticized side, possibly the gorgeous language that I speak miserably, but I look forward to making more trips to this part of Europe more often! The thought of being a stone's throw to myriad cultures and languages is one of my favorite parts of living Germany.
I will leave you with the gorgeous song "Goettingen" by the Jewish-French singer Barbara, who wrote this love song in the 1960s as a peace offering between Germany and France. It did tremendous things to heal the tension between the two countries. Imagine that, a song bringing two countries together :) Au revoir, mes Enfants!