Sooooo, Cologne. Or Köln. To clear this out from the very beginning – it’s the same town. And officially it’s both – the French and the German names.
Actually, for those of you who know French it should have been obvious, because of this:
Perfume, scented toilet water, Eau de Cologne (made me feel one of those “Ah-so-thaaaaaaaat’s-where-it’s-from” as well as “now-it-makes-sence”).
Once you get off the train (and here I assume you go by train, though there’s a huge airport, bus station, cars after all), you get out of the train station and you see the main sight.
It’s right there. The Cologne cathedral. And yes, it’s breathtaking, overwhelmingly big and all. Looking at it all way up makes you feel a little dizzy.
It’s beautiful. Get inside and enjoy the grandness (is there such a word?) and the atmosphere. And if you’re attentive to detail, you will probably spot Gerhard Richter’s practical joke of traditional stained-glass window:
I must confess, at first I thought it’s my not-so-perfect eyesight. But then I downloaded the pictures and thought my laptop broke. Then I posted it in my other blog and people confirmed – it’s real.
Well, I believe there’s much more in Cologne than the cathedral, but unfortunately we didn’t have a lot of time, so just wandered around.