Just got back from a walk in Frankenthal. A tiny industrial city in Rhineland-Palatinate.
I set out thinking I will find something different. Even though it is a city smaller than Nürnberg, quaint, rustic, small-town sights will catch my eye. And they did. Except physically, ideologically, aesthetically they were just like Nürnberg. The same city centre, the same walking zone, the same church and the same shops and even the same bakeries with the same kind of bread!
Made me think of back home in India, where every city is different. Even though you may know the language, the food, the people, the atmosphere the culture, everything is different and frustratingly so! Where you are a stranger anywhere you go. Where it is all about discovering the city, where you have to forge your own path. But here, things are different. You are never too far away. Frustrating truth, but true.
I set out thinking I will find something different. Even though it is a city smaller than Nürnberg, quaint, rustic, small-town sights will catch my eye. And they did. Except physically, ideologically, aesthetically they were just like Nürnberg. The same city centre, the same walking zone, the same church and the same shops and even the same bakeries with the same kind of bread!
Made me think of back home in India, where every city is different. Even though you may know the language, the food, the people, the atmosphere the culture, everything is different and frustratingly so! Where you are a stranger anywhere you go. Where it is all about discovering the city, where you have to forge your own path. But here, things are different. You are never too far away. Frustrating truth, but true.
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