Doctors here have confirmed a severe case of medieval madness inflicted on both of us. Most likely from a mosquito bite while we were in the rural medieval towns of Bar sur Aube or Bar sur Saine recently. Thankfully infections are only potent for 3 – 4 days and we are currently in the most infectious stage but doctors say removal from the medieval environment speeds up recovery so we leave tomorrow tonight for Pelousey and we can expect a full recovery with only the occasional relapse if we encounter further medieval areas.

In yesterday’s notes I referred to a guide book of the area purchased and it has been quite exceptional. It’s titled “Strolling in Strasbourg” and details walks for 6 different architectural/historic areas i.e. Medieval, Renaissance, 18th Century, Romantic 1800-1870, Imperial 1870-1918 and finally Modern and Contemporary. The book contains location maps and a brief history of the building, when constructed, if altered or renovated and when together with original owners and their occupations and if used as a business and what type. Armed with all this information we set off and walked, and walked, and walked, and stopped at “Kammerzalls House” for lunch. By mid afternoon, totally exhausted, we headed back to the hotel for a “Nanny Nap” to recharge the batteries.

Two hours later we were back – walking – again. Made a reservation for a boat cruise around the city tomorrow morning. Earlier as we walked the Princess had noticed a small coloured metal tag attached to the front of buildings. This indicated what historical group the house was in and its number in our book so were able to reference all information much quicker. This turned out to be a great time saver.

We have noticed a strong German influence evident and also to be expected in a city that straddles the border with Germany and was occupied previously by Germany on several occasions. German accents were common to hear from tourists and particularly school groups seeming to be everywhere. So with all this influence we headed to one of the numerous German restaurants for dinner.

I will let the photos of today tell their story which unfortunately can’t reproduce the touch and feel of today’s experience.

With full tummies we naturally walked the ten minutes back to the hotel and from sheer exhaustion fell asleep with dreams of medieval madness times and the occasional sirens breaking the city silence.