If any of you ever get the chance to take the Eurostar from London to Paris or Brussells, make sure you do. It is a thrilling experience. To say the train moves along is an understatement. It is like flying along the ground. A quick ride to Brussels still left me five minutes late for my connection to Cologne. No worries. Another train to Cologne came along the next hour. I got to Cologne, found my hotel and headed downtown to see the city's stunning cathedral. You're looking at a close up of the cathedral door handle and a shot of the facade of the church. Notice on the facade that my photo doesn't even come down to the doors. The cathedral is absolutely massive, the largest church I've ever seen. The inside is dark, but the stained glass windows are incredibly beautiful and reach at least 60 feet into the church. It looks German, if you know what I mean -- stark, imposing, beautiful. Cologne has a completely different feel than London. Firstly, it is difficult because I don't speak German. Obviously, everyone here speaks English, but it can be intimidating to walk along the street and have no idea what the stores there sell if they don't have a picture. The bakery was easy to spot. The pretzel boys were very cute and I'd bring some home to the kids if they would last. I had dinner at one of the many brauhauses that serve Kolsch, the local beer, and by what I can tell, the only thing served. That's OK because it is delicious, as was the saurbraten I had. The reason I'm here, Orgatec, begins tomorrow, so it's off to work, but in a decidely different location. I'm now watching a German horror movie, which, if you can believe it, is even scarier than if it were in English.
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