Kronenburg

I had to visit the beautiful medieval castle village of Kronenburg twice. That was because the first time it was during the days of the Christmas market when the streets were filled up with people and I couldn’t see anything of the settlement but hardly passing each other people on the narrow, cobbled streets or drinking Glühwein around numerous tables.

The second time, it was a couple of weeks before the Christmas market, and the difference was Continue reading

Our Lady’s Basilica in Avioth

I’ve crossed the French border twice – once from Belgian and once from the German side. Both times, the effect was striking. It was as if I have crossed an invisible barrier or directly a wall behind which there was an entirely different world. Everything was different – the atmosphere, and somehow even the air… When crossing the border for the second time, I decided that this „distinction in the air“ (it is quite difficult to explain that feeling) was due to the different pastel colors of the houses in France. Continue reading

Vianden

„Vianden“ derives from the Gallic word „vien“, which means „rocky“. That little town with less than 2000 inhabitants is in the warmer months so flooded with tourists or with just taking a walk neighbors from the neighboring Germany and Belgium, that people can hardly pass each other on the narrow pavements and would wonder in which densely populated city they have arrived.

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Aachener Dom/Aachen Cathedral

When I think of Aachen, the first thing that always comes to my mind is the phrase „old capital city“. Еven before I’ve read something about it. Apparently, the collective unconscious has played its part in that case.

The interesting history here began a bit later than in Trier, namely, when Pepin the Short, king of the Franks and father of Charlemagne, Continue reading