Sunday, July 5, 2026

Day 6: Strasbourg, Alsace Food and Wine Tour, and the worst guide on the entire trip

Full disclosure: As you can probably tell from the title, I did not care for our guide Rocky (name changed for this), so to minimize reliving the day, this narrative was written with assistance from ChatGPT. I did come up with the term “Socratic Toxicity” on my own, though)

Our morning in Strasbourg began at a leisurely pace after sleeping in. Because we’d missed the window for a full breakfast in the dining room, we enjoyed a continental breakfast before meeting our guide, Rocky—who immediately introduced himself with, "Rocky, like from the movie Rocky." After his joke at the trivia contest, Bill found it very funny. Also finding it funny was Mickey (not his real name), one of our group of 7 taking the “Food and Wine Tour of Alsace” for the day. For the remainder of the trip, Mickey called Bill “Rocky.” Also with us were Mickey’s wife Minnie, Celia and Jeremy, with whom we’d traveled in Lucerne, and Margie, whom we’d met the evening before after the trivia contest. Rocky warned us that failing to wear a seat belt on the bus could earn us a fine written in both French and German, a reminder of the region's dual heritage.

Strasbourg City Hall displays France's motto "Liberty, Equality, Fraternity"


I swear that every town we visited was having an outside market

As we drove into Strasbourg, Rocky explained that the suffix "-bourg" refers to a fortified town, a settlement surrounded by defensive walls. The city's history is one of constant change, as it sits at the crossroads of France and Germany. The region of Alsace, often paired with Lorraine in conversation, has its own unique identity. Rocky noted that the neighboring regions have historically viewed one another with some rivalry, shaped in part by religious differences between Protestant and Catholic communities. Street signs feature both French and Alsatian names. 

Street name in both French (Old Hospital Street) and Alsatian (same?) 

For reasons unknown to our group, Rocky’s communication style was to pepper us with questions about the history and geography of Alsace as if we should have known it. Most of us agreed we spent the day feeling like university students who had not done our assigned reading, and his attitude toward us suggested he shared that belief. 

Temple Neuf, a Lutheran Church. Rocky told us we probably thought it was Jewish, but we were wrong. We learned early we could be wrong without actually responding. Fun!

As we were beginning our tour, Rocky attempted to show us an overview of the city using the maps we had been given on the ship (we received lovely tote bags with a map and a bottle of water as we left that morning). He was flipping between the two sides of the map, so Minnie offered him hers so he could show both sides at once. He attempted to make a point but was frustrated that the scale of the two sides of the map didn’t match, so he thrust Minnie’s back at her, saying, “This is no good!” That was pretty much the end of Minnie’s interest in the tour. 

The River Ill, which now winds peacefully through the city, once served as a defensive moat protecting Strasbourg. Long before the French and Germans contested the area, Celtic tribes lived here, followed by the Romans, who established the settlement of Argentoratum. Rocky mentioned that the name may have related to silver, although its exact origin remains debated. We saw the Fontaine de Janus (Janus Fountain), named for Janus, the two-faced Roman god. It is used to represent Strasbourg’s dual French/German heritage. He commented that many people believe Alsace began with the Romans, but that would be like saying that civilization in the United States began with Europeans, thereby denying the significance of native tribes.  

We began our trip with coffee and kugelhopf at La Pain des Fromagers. 


A led us to our first stop. Mickey is in blue, Celia in green/white print. Mickey's wife Minnie is in the jacket pretending she doesn't know him (seriously, we didn't realize they were together until the afternoon)

Bill enjoys his coffee


Kugelhopf (note the bundt-style pan)

I annoyed Rocky (not for the last time that day) by being noncommittal about whether I wanted coffee. I agree this is annoying, as he reminded me he cannot order a “maybe,” but I would have liked a moment or two to think before committing. Kugelhopf is a yeasted brioche baked in a fluted mold like a bundt cake. It usually has raisins and sometimes almonds. 

Strasbourg's streets still reflect its medieval past. Many are named after the guilds that once occupied them (a common question that day was, “What are the streets named for?” and the correct answer was, “Guilds.” Mickey suggested we shout “Guilds” every few minutes, regardless of whether we’d been asked. Rocky remarked that almost everything we were seeing dated back to the Middle Ages. We were quizzed about the city's role in the Thirty Years' War and the long struggle between Protestant and Catholic Europe. Thankfully, Celia seemed to know many of the answers (Margie called her “our valedictorian”). Celia and Jeremy mentioned later that they didn’t mind A’s style of questioning. 

Maison Kammerzell hotel and restaurant


Our next stop for food was La Knackerie. Knacks are traditional Alsatian hot dog/sausage, and we sampled pork and chicken sausages served with both sweet mustard and the stronger Alsatian mustard.

Margie enjoys some knacks

We passed the Strasbourg Cathedral (Cathédrale Notre-Dame de Strasbourg – not the Notre Dame), which was constructed between 1015 and 1439, over a span of 400 years. Between 1647 and 1874, it was the tallest building in the world. It is constructed from pink sandstone from the nearby Vosges Mountains (that was a question I got right – the region sits between which mountain regions, the Vosges and the Black Forest, which I remembered from our trip to Colmar the day before). One tradition that survives today takes place on November 23, when the French flag is displayed from the cathedral to commemorate Strasbourg's return to France. The cathedral has an unusual restoration rule: if stained-glass windows are destroyed, they are replaced with contemporary artwork rather than replicas. The contrast allows visitors to immediately recognize which sections are modern restorations. Rocky also grilled us on the difference between modern art and contemporary art. Apparently, “Modern Art” refers to art created between the 1860s and 1970s that was more concerned with expression than realism. Contemporary art is a general term referring to art made by artists living and working today. 

Our first view of the Strasbourg Cathedral in the background

Lunch was at the historic Le Gruber restaurant. 

Le Gruber was our lunch destination

We had tarte flambée (flammekueche), which is like pizza without tomato sauce. We learned that tarte flambée should remain either savory or sweet—never a combination of the two. We had two options, one with bacon (ham, really) and Emmental cheese (a type of Swiss cheese) and one with added Munster cheese. We were also given a choice of wine (sweet or dry) or beer (white, amber, or wheat). The food itself was very good, although Rocky commented we didn’t eat much as a group. 

Tarte Flambée with Munster cheese (left) and without

I showed my complete lack of social skills when Rocky asked me to pass him some of the flambée, and I puzzled for a moment looking for a serving piece, then, rather than handing him the entire wooden paddle, I carefully selected an individual piece and handed it to him with my very clean hands (which I had just washed). No one pointed out my faux pas, and it wasn’t until I saw Celia pass the entire paddle later that I realized my mistake. To his credit, Rocky ate his slice without complaining. Mickey found this situation very funny. I didn’t, and it was probably the beginning of my real frustration with the day. 

Dessert was a tarte flambee with apples and schnapps, which the waiter set on fire briefly, as shown here

As we wandered through the city, we passed Piglet Square, once the location of the meat market. Along the way, Rocky casually corrected a common misconception, explaining that the zodiac sign Cancer originally referred to a shrimp rather than the crab we usually associate with it today.

Place des Tripiers and the statue of Reinbold Liebenzeller,

We stopped to sample cheese at Mon Oncle Malker de Munster. The shop was lovely, and the owner gave us a card with a 10% discount for a purchase. 

A directed us all into the cheese shop


Mon Oncle Malker de Munster had wonderful cheeses

Rocky gave us an option at that point to begin our free time or tour the Strasbourg Cathedral. We decided to follow him to the Cathedral. In retrospect, I wish we, like Mickey and Minnie, had chosen to explore on our own.

The inside of the Strasbourg Cathedral was gorgeous. It is made in the traditional Gothic style from red sandstone. There are two rows of huge pillars on each side of the nave, and there are stained glass windows throughout. Rocky asked us what differentiates a Cathedral from a church, and I was excited to respond that a Cathedral seats a bishop. Celia and Margie laughed and reminded me to contain my enthusiasm as we were seated right in front of the altar, and I was a bit loud in my response. 

Gorgeous stained glass windows

If the originals are destroyed, they must be replaced with contemporary art.
I couldn't tell the difference; they were all stunning.

A few minutes later, Rocky walked us over to the cathedral’s famous Astronomical clock, which dates back to 1843. It includes a perpetual calendar, shows planetary positions, and features moving figures that change each hour to symbolize the stages of life. The hour begins with a child figure. As each 15-minute interval passes, the figure is replaced with a youth, then an adult, then finally an old man. As the hour chimes, the old man is replaced by the child again, and the cycle renews. We were there right before 1 pm, so we waited a few minutes to witness the clock chime the hour and to see the old man replaced by the child. 

The astronomical clock

The old man exits on the left; the child enters on the right 
It looks a little like Star Wars from this angle

After the (reasonably loud) chimes, we walked away. Rocky asked whether Alsace belonged to France or Germany at some point. I answered in my not-very-quiet voice, and he then spent more than a minute chastising me for being loud while people were trying to pray. Thankfully, that was the end of the cathedral tour, and we were set free to explore. I was very upset about being called out and was grateful that my prescription sunglasses hid my tears. 

Bill and I did some shopping, and he gave our change to a young man who appeared to be blind and was singing for donations. We met back up with our group, and Rocky announced that his quiet box (microphone) was out of battery charge and he would not be using it for the remainder of the tour. For the rest of the afternoon, we couldn’t hear his questions, and he was visibly sulking and repeatedly commented that no one was listening to him. 

Our next stop was at Le Lautrec for macarons. We were introduced to a huge variety of flavors and allowed to choose. Bill chose a raspberry, and I went with lemon. Both were delicious.

We walked past a statue of Johannes Gutenberg standing next to his printing press. He holds a paper that reads, “Et la lumière fut” (“And there was light”). 

Johannes Gutenberg and his printing press

Next to his statue is a carousel.

The carousel next to the statue

Our next stop was Donatien Maître Éclair for éclairs. They have an incredible assortment of Éclairs from sweet to savory. We were instructed to select one to eat during our wine tasting. Bill chose a tiramisu and I (after taking a long time to decide, which frustrated Rocky immensely) chose raspberry.

Better than a toy store . . . 


Trying to choose just one was a challenge


Église réformée du Bouclier 
the site of the first Reformed congregation founded by John Calvin in 1538
(according to Google - Rocky had stopped speaking to us by this point)

Still working through our sweet options, we visited Pain d’Epices Mireille Oster, a family-owned spice and gingerbread shop (pain d’épices means spiced bread). We were given a sample of gingerbread and challenged to guess the spices it contained. I chose not to participate, as I was still sulking over the cathedral and éclair scolding, but the answers included ginger, cinnamon, nutmeg, cloves, and anise. The spiced bread was fine, but I prefer traditional gingerbread. 

Home of the spiced bread


All the spices in our spiced bread


A wall filled with (French) gingerbread!

Our final stop of the day was a wine tasting at Un Cantalou à Strasbourg. Our sommelier was very engaging and informative. 

Our wine-tasting spot

Mickey asked me why I was so quiet suddenly, which made me feel a bit awkward*, so it was good there would soon be a focus on drinking. We sampled several regional pairings. We began with a pâté and Riesling. The Riesling was wonderful and a specialty of the area, as the grapes are believed to have originated in the Rhine Valley region of western Germany and Alsace. It was less sweet than the Riesling we traditionally get in the U.S. I did not try the pâté. 

Excellent Riesling!


Enjoying our Riesling, also Margie bought a new hat! Adorable!

Next, we had Cantal cheese with a Pinot Noir. The Cantal cheese was excellent, firm and mild, like cheddar, but with more flavor. For this round, I skipped the Pinot Noir, which Bill said was very good.

The Pinot Noir

 Finally, we sampled Crémant d'Alsace, the region's sparkling wine, with Brie and our éclairs. Our host mentioned that Crémant takes its name from the French word suggesting a creamy texture rather than from a specific village. 

The Crémant d'Alsace was delicious - we bought a bottle to bring home


Our éclairs, raspberry and tiramisu, were wonderful with the crément

As we headed back to our bus, we passed the oldest tree in Strasbourg (a weeping willow, over 30 meters tall, planted around 1667). 

Designated as "A Remarkable Tree" in Europe, the oldest tree in Strasbourg


We also saw Old Saint Peter’s church, which is famous as a simultaneum, a single church used by both Catholic and Lutheran congregations, another reminder of the region's complex religious history and eventual coexistence. There are two sections of the structure. The Protestant section uses the original medieval nave and tower, built in the 14th century, which had been Catholic until Strasbourg joined the Reformation in 1529, when it became Lutheran. In 1683, after Strasbourg was back under French control, Louis XIV (the Sun King. It’s like a drinking game – if anyone says, “Louis the fourteenth,” everyone shouts, “the Sun King!” Try it, seriously.) ordered that part of the church be returned to the Catholics and that a dividing wall be built. In 1867, an extension was built, where Catholic services are held today. The dividing wall remained closed until 2012, when it was opened, and it has remained open since.

Old Saint Peter's Church, and yes, there are two Young Saint Peter's Churches,
one Lutheran and one Catholic

By the end of a full day of history, architecture, and Socratic toxicity, I was ready for a quiet evening. I would have skipped dinner, but Bill was wonderfully thoughtful and brought us dinner in our suite so we could appreciate a peaceful night after an unforgettable day.

*Mickey spent the afternoon trying to befriend me by sharing criticism of our guide. I’m fairly certain he was neurodivergent, and it was probably a case of seeking a like mind, but his jokes were saltier than I am comfortable with, and I felt there was a lack of boundaries. Bill noticed my discomfort and tried to insert himself between the guy and me, which I really appreciated. 



Day 5: the Black Forest, Colmar, and Movie Trivia

After a quick breakfast in the ship’s dining room, we were ready for our first excursion: a bus trip to Germany’s Black Forest. We were in group A (of 5 groups, including L for “leisure”). Our guide was Julia Thornton from Chester, England. Our bus trip was wonderful, and she even sang us an Alpine folk song. 
We drove past a range of hills known as the emperor’s chair. We saw multiple farms along our route. According to Julia (and several other people over the next few days), the early June harvest was white asparagus, which is harvested from Easter through St John’s Eve, June 23rd. Germans eat white asparagus with schnitzel (a thin-cut fried chicken, veal, or pork steak) and lots of hollandaise sauce. The French also eat white asparagus, but they blanch it (briefly scald it in boiling water, then plunge it into ice water) and sprinkle it with lemon juice. Neither sounded terribly appealing, but Bill did try white asparagus later on our trip as a dinner starter.

The Black Forest was named by the Romans around 100 AD. It is a mountain range named for its dense deciduous trees and firs. The Romans thought it looked foreboding, so they didn’t spend much time in there. Celtic tribes also lived here. They brought grape vines with them, which led to the wine produced there today. Forestry was originally a major industry, but by the mid-1800s, deforestation had become a big problem. In addition to chopping wood for heat, other local industries, such as glassblowing and clockmaking, used wood in their trades.  The area was replanted, mostly with spruce and beech, which grow faster. 

One traditional Black Forest costume is for girls to wear Bollenhut headdresses, hats with giant pom-pom balls (Bollen) on them. Single girls got hats with red balls at confirmation, while married women wore hats with black ones. 

We learned that traditional Black Forest farmhouses were built with steep thatched roofs, which helped keep the house warm and allowed snow to slide off. Our guide lives at the foot of the Black Forest, and she uses a wood-burning stove to heat her house. She said it works very well.

Thatched-roof home


We passed the St Blasius Cathedral. It is built on the remnants of the original Abbey, which was built in the 11th century but burned down in 1768. The new church is enormous, the third-largest in Europe north of the Alps (note: we noted a division between “north of the Alps” and “south of the Alps,” which primarily refers to Italy). The church was consecrated in 1784. It is called a Cathedral because of its size, not because it is the seat of a bishop.

St. Blasius Cathedral

Trying to take photos through a bus window . . . 



We reached the Black Forest, and we could see how beautiful the area was. 

Beautiful scenery





We had the option to go for a hike, but with rain on the way, we decided to stay in the village to see a demonstration of how cuckoo clocks are made. Our craftsman’s name was Gregory. 




The first cuckoo clock was made in 1640 and was all wood with just one hand to tell time. Those clocks had to be wound at least twice a day. Owners had to estimate the minutes based on how far the hour hand had moved past its mark. He challenged us to guess what the exact time was on a one-handed clock. Guesses ranged from 2:10 to 2:45. He said everyone was correct, because it was very inexact; you couldn’t really say for sure. Not very accurate. Those clocks also lacked sound. 

The one-handed clock


The next evolution was Shield clocks with flat, square, painted faces. They were sometimes called Train station clocks. They feature an arched, shield-like top. They didn’t necessarily have an actual cuckoo, but they were part of the same history. 

Shield Clock


Today’s cuckoo clocks are generally made from Balsa wood because it is soft and easy to carve. There are 45 families in the Black Forest who carve parts of the clock. Each family has a specialty. One may carve the face, another the top. There are four mechanisms they use: wind every day, wind every 8 days, and each type with sound. The music box alone is quiet, but in the clock, the wood vibrates, amplifying the sound. They are driven by pendulums with cast iron weights, usually in the shape of a pinecone. Two pendulums control the time and the cuckoo. For music, you need a third pendulum. The shop had walls filled with cuckoo clocks of a wide range of sizes and a variety of carvings. They are set to different times, so they don’t all go off together. Absolutely gorgeous. 

Gregory showing us the weighted pendulums



There was a glass blower’s shop, but neither glass blower was demonstrating that day. One had a “free day” (according to the shopkeeper), and the other was ill. There were beautiful handmade vases, ornaments, and figurines from very tiny to very large. Every color of the rainbow. Gorgeous work.

Our next stop was a Black Forest Cake-making demonstration. The rain was coming down in sheets when we left the glass blowers for the restaurant. The lady working at the glass shop let us borrow a Viking umbrella a previous shopper had left behind. The umbrella wouldn’t stay open, probably why it had been discarded, but it kept us dry for a brief walk. 



We ordered a Viking special in the restaurant, €8,90 for a slice of Black Forest Cake (gateau) and a cup of Americano. 

Our Viking special


We settled in to watch a demo of how they assemble a Black Forest cake. They are comprised of chocolate sponge cake, fresh cherries, cherry liqueur (kirsch), and whipped cream frosting. We learned the cake is named for the black cherry liqueur rather than the region itself, and although there were versions as far back as the 16th century, the layered cake we eat dates to the early 1900’s. 

To create a Black Forest gateau:
1. Cut the sponge cake into 3 layers (make sure the cake is completely cooled before cutting, perhaps overnight) 
2. Cover the bottom layer with cherry jam and cherries; leave the center open because it will be easier to cut. Cover the cherry layer with cream. Our baker said, "Use exactly 3 cups," and scooped them out: "1, 2, 3, 3, 3."
3. Add the next layer of sponge cake. Squirt cherry schnapps over the layer (as much or as little as you prefer).  Cover with cream (again, “3 cups, 1, 2, 3, 3, 3). 
4. Add the third layer of sponge cake, add cream on top, and smooth. Add remaining cream around the sides. 
5. To garnish, scrape dark chocolate into pieces onto the cake, then pipe a rosette of cream on each slice, and add one cherry on each rosette. 

Our baker shows off the final product

The Black Forest cake we purchased was okay. It was not very sweet, but it was moist. 

The bus took us back to the ship for lunch. We were greeted with shot glasses containing Virgin Sunrises (grenadine and orange juice)


 
For our afternoon adventure, we chose a paid excursion to Colmar, part of the Alsace region of France. The Alsace region has been part of northeastern France since 1945, but historically it has changed several times between German and French control (Colmar was even under Swedish rule for a couple of years in 1632), so it features a blend of French and German cultures. Alsace has its own language, Alsatian, but the people living there speak primarily French. We’d learn lots about Alsace during our trip to Strasbourg tomorrow, but for now, we’ll focus on Colmar. 

One thing Colmar is famous for is being the birthplace of Frédéric Auguste Bartholdi, who designed "Liberty Lighting the World," better known as the Statue of Liberty. In honor of the 100th anniversary of his death, Colmar erected a 12m replica, which we saw on our drive. 


We drove through New Brisach on our way to Colmar, with our guide Rosie, who sounded American, though we didn’t ask where she was from. New Brisach was built beginning in 1697 after France lost the town of Breisach on the opposite bank of the Rhine to Germany. The region is located between the Vosges mountains in France and the Black Forest in Germany. It is famous for wine, especially Riesling, Pinot Gris, Gewürztraminer (one of Grampy’s favorite wines), and Crémant d’Alsace, a sparkling wine named for the region.  

We always see shops named for Bill.
Finally a shop with my name!!


The city of Colmar dates to at least the 9th century and was an important medieval trading town within the Roman Empire. It was conquered by France’s Louis XIV (“the Sun King”) in 1673, then given to the Germans in 1871 after the Franco-Prussian War. It returned to France in 1919 under the Treaty of Versailles, was annexed by Nazi Germany in 1940, then was returned to France in 1945. So anyone born in Colmar in 1870 who lived to be 75+ years old would have lived in Germany, then France, then Germany again, then France again, without ever having to move. The city still has a well-preserved old town with medieval houses, wooden framing, and pink and yellow sandstone. Although Colmar is one of the driest cities in France, which makes it ideal for grapes, it rained throughout our tour, and we spent a great deal of time ducking into various shelters. We made it across old town to the area called “la Petite Venise” or Little Venice, where the streets are crossed by canals of the Lauch River. 

Half-timbered houses in Little Venice


A canal in Little Venice



Storks are considered the symbols of the Alsace region, and Colmar is particularly proud of its storks. Although storks typically migrate, Colmar builds nesting areas to encourage them to remain year-round to protect the species.  There is a famous nesting pair of storks called Martin and Martine who return each spring and nest near the rooftop of St. Martin’s church. We saw a nesting stork at our group meeting place. 

A stork!



St. Martin's Collegiate Church (Our guide Rosie in front)


Fontaine du Petit Vigneron (Little Winegrower Fountain)
(created by Frédéric Auguste Bartholdi who designed the Statue of Liberty)



Lazarus von Schwendi introducing grapes to the region
(Also by Bartholdi)


Colmar is also famous for the beautiful wrought-iron shop signs, many of which were designed by a local artist known as Hansi, who was John-Jacques Walz. There is a museum in Colmar devoted to his artwork, but you can see his signs throughout the old town.  

If you look at the stump the monk is sitting on as he reads to the pig, you can see Hansi's "signature"


His name is in the lower left of the Lion



The Hansi Museum


We saw the Maison des Têtes or the House of Heads. The style is German Renaissance, and the name comes from the carved masks throughout the facade. 
Carved masks on the window frames including the huge window in the center

Église des Dominicains (Dominican Church)


Bill in front of the Maison Crooked (the Crooked House)


There is a legend in Colmar that the pretzel was invented there by an Italian baker from Brescello, who immigrated to Colmar after the 30 Years' War. He was imprisoned by German officials, and to avoid being put to death, he was challenged to bake bread in which the sun could shine through three holes three times. He succeeded and was given his release. He named the treat the bretzel after his hometown. The pretzel was said to represent arms in prayer, and the 3 holes represent the Holy Trinity.

Pretzel shop


Colmar was lovely, but between rain, Jeannie’s sore hip (Bill bought me some Advil from a pharmacy in Colmar), Bill’s dead phone, very crowded streets, and people on bikes putting you in fear for your life, it was a bit exhausting. The upside was we saw lots of very cute, well-behaved dogs. 

Back on the ship, we had dinner with Jeremy and Celia from our Swiss excursion. Jeannie had chicken (again). Bill had perch.
 
After dinner, they were having a movie trivia contest in the lounge, so I dragged Bill upstairs and forced him to be my plus one, thankfully, because he got a bunch of the answers. There were only two of us on our team, but we represented Panic! at the Quiz Bowl well. We ended up with 230 points out of a possible 300 and finished with the second highest score.  When Bill went up to accept our prize (some chocolate pralines and a bottle of wine), he played the theme song from Rocky on his phone into the microphone. Again, we did not win. Our travel director, James, thought it was very funny and asked for an additional round of applause for Bill. I was embarrassed, but what can you do? The best part of the story was we met Margie from Chicago and her clan. She was very funny, and we would have a few more adventures to share during our trip. We called Abby to share the story and then headed to bed. 

Our second-place prize