Ah, Strasbourg...

...I pronounce thee lovely. As you can tell, the energy generated by my hit-and-run experience has faded, and my initial, very positive impressions of Strasbourg are beginning to resurface. The town is picturesque and romantic. M. asked me what it was like, and I think it's best described as a combination of German (in the half-timbered houses and the food), Amsterdam (because of the canals) and everything French (language! more food! YAY!) It was so relaxing for me to hear French: it was less taxing on my brain than trying to understand German, in which case I will strain to catch every word, yet still become hopelessly lost if it's anything more than basic conversation. Anyway, car crash-which-I-wasn’t-present-for aside, I loved Strasbourg and can’t wait ‘til I can take M. back with me!