Metz
I was in Metz for a couple of hours yesterday. It was supposed to be three and a half hours, but it ended up only being two, because the trains went crazy in Metz and we waited an hour to get into the station. What is up with the SNCF right now? I think it waited for me to come to France to go berzerk.
Anyway, in my two hours, I went with Chelsey, Marcela, and Inge to the cathedral, and then Chelsey and I wandered around for another hour. It was fun. We looked at shoes and didn’t buy any. We looked for ice cream and only found soft serve. So we ate some.
Evidence:

La cathedrale de St. Etienne, apparently made from a special stone from a quarry near Metz, which is why it’s yellow-ish

I think, this being Metz, a lot of the windows were destroyed, so they replaced them with, well, cooler windows. (Not that I saw the older ones. It’s just that I liked these a lot.)

This one you can’t see very well but it’s Chagall.

Chelsey, looking very excited, outside the cathedral

Me and Chelsey on the steps waiting for my train. I took a really good picture of us and then a bum interrupted us asking very politely for 50 centimes, so we gave it to him, and then I forgot to save the picture. Damn him.































