The Mass in Strasbourg was the most spectacular. The cathedral was huge and medieval and bare, and of stone a beautiful pink. The congregation was large; the singing was loud and clear (helped, I suspect, by some sort of hidden microphone and boom box); the organ music was more and better than elsewhere. A man with no legs came on a stretcher, and the big front doors (usually not used) swung open for him.
Afterwards I went sculpture-seeing in the museum. Among the jumble of stonework salvaged from churches and abbeys now collapsed was a scene labelled "Temptation, and the two foolish maidens, and the four wise ones". Temptation was offering an apple; the two foolish maidens were holding upside-down egg cups and the four wise ones were holding ones the right way up. I'd love to know what the egg cups represent . . . .
I came across a junk market full of stalls offering secondhand novels or used clothing or old dishes and knickknacks. My favourite sold only ancient French posters: "Coca-Cola!", "Bostik: for joins and gluing", "Queen of Pleasure, by Victor Joze -- at all bookshops", "Tell your mama to buy Chicorée Nouvelle".
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