Saturday in Alsace

Château du Haut-Kœnigsbourg

Written last Saturday, 9 September.

​France two weekends in a row? Yes.

I can pretend to be a glamorous jetsetter, but I’m home on Saturday night in my pajamas sucking on ice cubes.

Today I toured the medivial fortress Le Haut Koeningsbourg and then traveled further into Alsace for an afternoon in Colmar.

Both destinations were beautiful, and the history behind the area of Alsace is facsinating.  

Our tour guide in Colmar told us that her grandfather was born Heinrich, married as Henri, listed on her aunt’s birth certifcate as Heinrich, and died as Henri.  His hometown was German, French, German, French. She explained that Germans see the town as so French, and the French always comment that is seems so German. I thought it was lovely.

I vistited the impressive art museum (Musée Unterlinden), but the highlight of the day was lunch. I first walked by a Colmar charcuterie shop and thought to myself, “If only Lauren was here.  She could order me something delicious..” Ten minutes later I retraced my steps and went in with my total lack of French. “Trois” is as high as I can count in French so I pointed and ordered three scrumptious cheese sticks wrapped in cured meat. If you’re wondering if I sipped the olive oil out of the container at the end, well, yes, yes, I did.

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