Day 3: Strasbourg

Once again, we rose early, and after saying goodbye to my relatives, we lugged our bags to the train station once more, France-bound. 

The city of Strasbourg is located in Alsace-Lorraine, and due to its proximity to Germany, is heavily influenced by the culture of its Aryan neighbours.

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We were shocked by how unkempt the Strasbourg train station was in comparison with Germany, and surprised that most of the shops remained closed at 10 AM on a weekday. Nevertheless, we had a wonderful time navigating the streets of Petite France.

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Soon, we found ourselves before the Strasbourg Cathedral, an imposing Gothic monument that was once hailed the tallest building in the world.

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Details of Strasbourg Cathedral, in all its Gothic splendor.

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The interior was magnificent, if not rather austere. I felt my legs trembling after awhile, due to the morbid, doomsday vibes of the architecture.

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After a brief lunch at a tea shop, we returned to the train station hastily, and hopped onto a grueling 3.5 hour train to Lyon.

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Exhausted and irritable, we pulled into Gare de Lyon Part Dieu in the late afternoon. To our relief, our hotel room was spacious and clean. After refreshing ourselves, we trekked next door to the famous Brasserie Georges. Unfortunately, it was highly overrated, with a three-course dinner of lentil salad, overcooked salmon, and some sort of pistachio ice cream costing 20 euros.image

During dinner, we got into a heated argument, and while taking a walk in the vicinity, we suddenly found ourselves alone in a sketchy neighbourhood beside a recently-demolished prison. A pair of French youth began catcalling at us, and proceeded to follow us for a good five minutes. We ducked quickly into a nearby Best Western, and upon returning to our hotel much later, I began voicing my doubts about the trip. We fell into an uneasy slumber, shaken but undeterred .

Day 4: Lyon

We woke up to a brilliantly sunny day; the first of its kind since our arrival. After a hotel breakfast, we took the metro to Vieux Lyon, and were greeted by charming architecture unlike any we’ve seen so far.

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