Saturday my friends and I took our usual weekend excursion, this time to Strasbourg, France, which was exciting because usually we visit tiny villages and going to a big city was a nice change of pace. We took the train to the border of Germany and then walked into France because it was the cheapest for us. It was kind of weird when we first got there because we didn't have a map and couldn't find the center of the city--we were just wandering down random side streets and as usual, everything was closed. I used the restroom in a weird trailer which was hands down the dirtiest place I have ever relieved myself, but it was FREE, so I can't complain...too much.
We were dying of starvation and could not find anywhere to eat

(although the 2 pizzas for 9.90 at Pizza Hut was extremely tempting) so we ended up walking about a mile back to the one outdoor cafe that we did see open. Jon, being the only person that speaks French, asked for the menu and the waitress seemed annoyed, but we had no idea why. We all picked out what we wanted and Jon placed the order for us. She snapped back in him in French that she already told him there was only one thing on the menu, a weird sandwich with ham, mushy cheese inside, and melted cheese on top of the bread. Ok, but definitely not worth the 4.10 that we had to pay for it, and the attitude of the waitress certainly did not add to our experience, that's for sure.
After lunch, we did manage to find the center of town an

d realized that Strasbourg is actually a really cool place. We visited the cathedral which was breathtaking, and then went into some gift shops to buy our usual souvenir postcard. In one shop, there was a huge American flag shoved into a corner and Jon did his duty as an American by pulling it out, waving it around a little, and putting it in a more prominent place. The guy working there was not pleased and came over, grabbed it out of his hand, and put it down about 2 feet away. For the rest of the time we were in the store, we were all followed around like we were some kind of criminals. We did find another flag outside though, which Todd epically modeled for the world to see.
We also went to a boulangerie and ordered some French pastries for dessert, and Jon tried to buy some foie gras, but it was 13 euros for just 50 grams. We walked from one end of the city to the other and were totally exhausted when we found the most amazing patch of grass that I have ever laid down on. It was green and perfect; the kind of grass I imagine there to be at places like Fenway Park, and definitely good enough to mention in this blog!

After our sit down, we had to walk all the way back through the city, to the outskirts, then cross the bridge back into Kehl, Germany, take 2 trains back to Freiburg and then the trams back to our respective dorms. It was about a 2 hour walk and a 3.5 hour journey when all was said and done. We were all totally exhausted and I went to bed shortly thereafter. My face was totally sunburned, my legs were killing me, and my feet hurt, but it was all in the name of adventure for another awesome day in Europe!
PS
Strasbourg has some pretty crazy street names....
