I promise this is my last post about Germany (for a long while, at least). Nothing against Germany. Au contraire: I adore Germany, but I think it is time for me to finally move on. So I conclude with a few more photos and stories of my day in Frankfurt with Anna.
After the Cathedral, we went some place a bit different. Paulskirche (St Paul’s Church) was rebuilt after WWII and turned into a conference/meeting area and a museum of sorts. It was almost a little sad to me to see it not being used as a church any more, but I am very glad that they rebuilt it and that the building can still be used and appreciated. I also love the modern organ, which I feel is a nod to its history as a place of worship. I also think they did a great job fusing the old look with a modern facelift.
Our next stop was a Catholic church called St. Leonhard’s. (Has anyone else noticed that the majority of places I visited in Europe are churches? I regret nothing.) Anna and I lit candles and spent some time praying here. There were so many others there worshipping, too. I love seeing that! Like so many European churches, this one is–literally–ancient. It started as a chapel in 1219, and acquired relics from St. Leonhard in 1322. Here are a few photos:
Now, I am normally not a huge fan of shopping (no, really). But Frankfurt has literally the coolest shopping mall I have ever seen in my entire life. The Zeilgalerie is 10 stories tall with a rooftop viewpoint where you can admire the city from above.
I felt like I was in the Jetson’s or something: I don’t think I have ever been in so modern-looking of a building.It also boasts a ridiculously tall escalator, 4 or 5 stories tall. Anna, bless her heart, is not fond of heights but rode it with me to the top! And then we had Chinese food. In Germany. Yep.
We also shopped around a bit and then went to the roof. THE ROOF. Frankfurt is gorgeous from every view, including above. I can find few words to say how fun it was to see, especially as the sun was beginning to set, so again I will let some pictures speak for me.
No visit of mine to a European city is complete without visiting the opera house. This was our last stop on the way back to the train station. Along the way we passed the largest book store I’ve ever seen. Frankfurt has a habit of impressing me. There was a university orientation activity going on, so we were around large groups of German freshers chanting and cheering and acting rather silly at times. I wish I spoke enough German to understand what they were saying, but I’m glad they were enjoying themselves.
I will conclude my stories of Germany with a photo of one of the people that led me there in the first place: the wonderful, beautiful Anna. I am truly blessed to know this lady and to have had the opportunity to spend a couple of days with her. Thank you thank you thank you for everything Anna! From meeting you and befriending you at Fort Dorchester to the postcard you sent me from the Vatican, to seeing you in Germany, you are a truly lovely sister in Christ. xx