The good news is that we caught the train but the bad news is we got off at the wrong Bad Krozingen station, not realising that there are two, for our connection to Freiburg. Rather than wait for the next train we set off on foot to find the correct station which was the next one down the track.
Train to Bad Krozingen Old telephone kiosk in Bad Krozingen used as book exchangeIf Staufen had been a wonderful surprise, Freiburg was an equally disappointing one for me. To be fair, perhaps if I had come here first, before Brussels, Ghent, Luxembourg and Heidelberg, the medieval gabled houses, some painted ox blood red and gilded, and the beautifully tiled roofs would have taken my breath away but I feel all citied out now. True to say, the 13th century Munster in the town square is magnificent. It’s lacy cut out spire visible from most points of the city. Inside, one of the round stained glass windows is particularly beautiful. Its reds and blues dazzle in the bright sunlight and it has the look of a kaleidoscope. There are many, many tourists in the cathedral and so many tea light candles alight that the heat hits you as you walk past. So many people to pray for or remember.
Frieburg Munster
We sit in the shade in the Rathausplatz to start our walking tour of the city and go into St. Martins Church. The church was built as part of the Franciscan Monastery around 1300. Although there are a number of people in the church I am struck by the total silence and we sit a while in the cool. Here again, there are several really magnificent modern stained glass windows to study and enjoy but, again, no information to be had so further research required.
Kaufhaus (Merchants’ Hall) in the Market Square
Exploring the living exhibition of different grape varieties in Freiberg Park
(by the way my names not Steve and I am not sick)
Around Freiberg
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