Cologne and the Kolner Dom


In my last post, I mentioned that my bad-ass mother came out to Germany to visit me.  Along with our little trip to Bruges, we took the obligatory trip 45 mintues down the road to Cologne, the 4th most populous city in Germany.  My mom wanted to have a look around, and see the ridiculously impressive cathedral in town, the Kolner Dom.  I was more than happy to oblige, as long as she would  tolerate standing around a bit so I could take some obligatory pictures.

My homie Diana, the owner and proprietor of the Best Bistro in Bergheim, offered to be our little tour guide for the day, so we headed out to meet her for a beer and a stroll about the city.  So, without further ado, here’s yet another bunch of pictures from the 2,000-year-old city.

Cologne and the Kolner Dom

The first thing we saw when we parked in Cologne. Actually kind of crazy. This building was, I think, the old city hall. Major renovations.

Cologne and the Kolner Dom

The Cologne Opera House and the Kolner Dom

Cologne and the Kolner Dom

The bridge over the Rhine that leads to the Dom. Completely covered in the engraved locks of lovers. Apparently carving your initials into a picnic table just isn’t good enough for Ze Germans.

Cologne and the Kolner Dom

I told you the bridge led right to the Dom

Cologne and the Kolner Dom

Ok, One more.

Cologne and the Kolner Dom

And the Dom itself. Like the 4th time I’ve published it’s picture, but oh well….

Cologne and the Kolner Dom

The Dom

Cologne and the Kolner Dom

Thing really is unbelievable. I can’t overstate it.

Cologne and the Kolner Dom

Cologne and the Kolner Dom

Ok, with some people in the foreground, you can actually see how big the damn thing is.

Cologne and the Kolner Dom

Cologne and the Kolner Dom

I hope that’s not the Hindenberg.

Cologne and the Kolner Dom

Some other random cathedral… Or something.

Cologne and the Kolner Dom

So these little dates on buildings around here usually indicate when they were built, which makes me wonder if the good ol’ allies didn’t bomb the shit out of this guy on a couple of different occasions.

Cologne and the Kolner Dom

Ze Germans just love their statues of dudes on horses.

Cologne and the Kolner Dom

Cologne and the Kolner Dom

Hehehe.  Apparently someone is hung like a light switch.

Cologne and the Kolner Dom

Last one for today. Not to be a tease, but I hung out for another couple of hours and took pictures of the sunset and evening skyline. And I promise, they’re worth seeing.

Come back for next post.  For reals, there are some ridiculous pictures coming.  This place goes from stupid pretty to downright off the charts when the sun goes down…

Don’t be a stranger.

-B. Littleton

5 Comments

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5 responses to “Cologne and the Kolner Dom

  1. Charlie Beebout

    Excellent post yet again, Brett.

    I love the irreverent “voice” that you use consistently throughout all of your posts.

    I seriously enjoy reading each and every one of your posts … and this one was no exception.

    Thanks ! !

    Charlie Beebout (father of Tyler)

  2. Loving your post – get to explore Germany through your posts – Great Captures – thanks for sharing:) Happy Monday!

  3. Marilyn

    Great photos. I love the one of the old (twice rebuilt) building right next to the modern glass one.

  4. I have been to Koln many times and you really cannot appreciate how massive the Dom is until you see it for yourself in person. The first time I stepped out of the Hauptbahnhof I was amazed standing in the shadow of the cathedral. Thanks for bringing back memories of Germany.

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