Cities, cities...
I will probably divide the story about this trip into several parts, because the trip is long, and the countries and cities are very different. Let's start with Germany. We already had a small idea about this country and were now preparing for a more detailed acquaintance. And here we have Leipzig, the city is linden, as they say. But unfortunately September and lindens do not blossom. An excellent guide gives a tour of the city. At first we listen, but 1001 times and listen to platitudes about Bach and the number of children he has, we do not want to leave the guide and simply plunge into the city of Leipzig. We walk along its streets and are surprised that they also had socialism. On the square where the book fair always takes place, vegetables and fruits are now. Unable to resist, we buy strawberries for 0.90E kg. We find a supermarket and here is Henkel Tracken. Unas birthday. Having wandered back to Thomaskirchen. We quietly enter the temple. Bach's grave has huge bunches of flowers. My companion looks at the monument to Mendelssohn without laughing at all. The charm is great and we sit down next to the cafe. The German Riesling is pleasant as always, and the rest we are waiting for a very long time. But no hurry. Twilight is slowly falling, and together we leave this charming city. Cologne was next in Germany for us. Until the moment we met with this city, we had already seen enough temples, basilicas and churches, but the Cologne Cathedral was something. But everything is in order. We arrived in Cologne in the evening, quickly checked into hotels and drove to the center. The road junction is nearby and a compatriot met nearby gladly explains the road. Having admired the cathedral and the surrounding places, we did not dare to go deeper, we return to the hotel. In the supermarket we buy beer and strawberries (sorry, I love it very much) and then an interesting event, all champagne behind glass. I tell my companion, you see the rope, pull it, I can’t reach it due to my height. He did not want to, but at the checkout it turned out that it was really necessary to pull the rope. In the morning, a wonderful breakfast and bandaged legs like those of avid tennis players (they already rub their sneakers) and we go on excursions. Morning 9 o'clock, sleepy, but very conscious tour guide, and we are again in front of the Cologne Cathedral. And then God, where were my eyes in the evening! It's so big and so blue. Either the sky is reflected in it, or it is in the sky. Well, just awesome. We sit on the benches inside for a long time. I am Catholic and for me it is doubly pleasant. The tour smoothly moves on to the winged building, and further to the remains of the ancient Roman wall and what was not damaged by the bombings in the Second World War. Everything is beautiful, everything is clean. We are approaching the 4711 cologne store. The aroma does not overwhelm, although everything looks gorgeous. We go out into the street and watch the clock strike on the facade of the building. A whole little concert. The guide talked about Pauline Viardot. And then we move to the courtyard of the museum of spirits of Farin. In the courtyard there is a statue depicting all female residents. The aromas in Farina are more pleasant than in 4711. We buy the famous masculine fragrance "Russian Leather" and gifts for friends, and the guide says goodbye. We don’t have time to go to the Chocolate Museum, so we just walk and wander around the shops. We get a set of Swarovski and a bunch of different clothes. Like a magnet pulls to the Cathedral. We return, sit down in a cafe facing the sobou and admire while drinking Kelsch beer, in my opinion the most delicious beer. Blue clouds are running over the cathedral and time seems to stand still. Leaving the city, it is possible to take a beautiful picture of the cathedral from the bridge and say goodbye to the beautiful city.
