Paris

Paris, the beautiful, I reached today at 6:45 after a really exhausting journey with a fully booked coach.

But after I had brought my heavy luggage to Gare du l'est, I could stroll through the streets and along the Seine again at my leisure. The cold morning air quickly warmed up with the sun, but later it unfortunately became cold and wet again. As always in Paris, it was extremely loud, but still not hectic and once again there was a lot to see. My 4-hour stay was not enough for visits to museums and cathedrals, but art and culture can be found here on every street corner.

And so I sit here completely exhausted from the many different impressions of this journey - the day before yesterday the Vultures' Gorge in Navarra, yesterday Bilbao, today Paris, and hopefully before midnight, I will land at home in Kiel.