“What is it that gives a frontier its magic? Not the fact that that it is a territorial or political boundary, for these are artificial, dictated by history. Perhaps it is language that gives to the crossing of a frontier its definitive flavour of voyage. Whatever the answer the magic is there. The traveller’s heart will beat to a new rhythm, he will examine the strange new coinage. Everything will seem to be changed, including the air he breathes” Lawrence Durrell
It was another disappointing morning and there was a slight drizzle in the air but the weather looked brighter to the west so we decided to drive in that direction and visit the French city of Strasbourg on the other side of the Rhine.