From Köln Cathedral

• I nearly set fire to something yesterday out of laziness lying on the floor in the little room I’d rented on the outskirts of a city even stranger than the one I was trying to call home. Even the word home carries a note of strangeness now, as if I am only just discoveringContinue reading “From Köln Cathedral”

Cathedral, Karneval, Köln

In which I contemplate a schism My time as a Berliner has given me to understand that Berlin is no more Germany than London is England. This past Friday and Saturday proved it. Or so I expected. What I found upon arriving was not a staunchly German counterpart to the capital city on the oppositeContinue reading “Cathedral, Karneval, Köln”