Penne Cole's thoughts on food, travel and more
Strolling across the bridge that leads into Strasbourg’s old town, I pause and do a double take. Two bikes are chained to the railing; a weeping willow and its V-shaped leaves in green and gold provide a pleasing, patterned background. For a moment, I am transported back to Oxford as gentle raindrops splash around my feet.
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