|Did you know that Cologne actually had something to do|
with, well, cologne? I admit I didn't.
In the morning, we had a great breakfast at our hotel. German breakfasts usually consist of lunchmeat, cheeses, and bread, and we had those things, but also cereal, boiled eggs (this trip introduced Emily to egg cups), fruit, yogurt, antipasti ... I'm probably leaving out some things. But the point is, it was delicious, and we kind of wished it was breakfast all day.
We had decided to follow the same plan as in Amsterdam - rent bikes for one day, walk for the second one - so we headed down to pick them up. Riding bikes in Cologne was a little different than in Amsterdam or Gent. (This is an understatement.) It took us a while to figure out whether we were even supposed to be on some busy streets because bike lanes may or may not exist. It seemed to be that generally, bikes behaved as if they were cars ... except when they decided to just ride on the sidewalk. This is a huge no-no in Belgium! Of course, in Belgium, cars also yield right-of-way to bikes. In Amsterdam, you have dedicated places to ride and often, dedicated traffic signals. In Cologne, you're just another piece of the moving traffic puzzle. So we were nervous at first but got into the groove pretty quickly.
I had seen some photos of animal graffiti/art that seemed to be near the zoo. As it turned out, it was on the outer wall of the zoo itself, so we walked along it and took some pictures.
|There's a joke to be made here about Emily finding a stand-in for her|
brother ... but I'm not the one to make it.
After that, we headed to the main thing I'd wanted to see in Cologne: the Basilica of St. Ursula. I had read the story of St. Ursula before, and knew that it was based around a church in Cologne. I'd always wanted to see it, but thought I probably never would. Well, I thought wrong!
|Seen one church, seen 'em all. No, seriously, this|
one had some really interesting stained glass.
|There were several of these praying figures on the upper level.|
|Interesting wall decor ... wait, are those clavicles? And femurs?|
Kneecaps? Part of a skull?
|Yes, that's my name. In bones.|
That seems like a good stopping point, so I'll be back soon with the next installment of our time in Cologne, which will feature fewer bones.