Settling into Our First Evening in Strasbourg France

Settling into Our First Evening in Strasbourg France

It was quite the journey just getting to Strasbourg, France from Charleston, South Carolina.  First there were the flights from Charleston to Atlanta, and Atlanta to Paris Charles de Gaulle.  Then there was the taxi ride through the worst rain storm Paris has ever seen, then a few hours to kill at Gare de l’Est train station, and the comfortable high speed train to Strasbourg.  From there, it was just a short taxi ride to our hotel, the Strasbourg Hilton, which is not far from the historic center (just a couple of tram stops to the north).  Once we got there, we could finally relax, and settle into our first evening in Strasbourg.

After setting things up in the hotel room a bit – you know, hanging up shirts in the closet and putting the tooth brush in the bathroom, et cetera – we were ready to head into “town.”  That is, we were going to take our first stab at taking Strasbourg’s tram to the Grand Ile, the rather compact island where life in Strasbourg began, and where most of the historic things in the city are concentrated (the cathedral, museums, and so on).  We later discovered that you can buy individual tram tickets (with exact change) at most of the stops, but to be sure, we got some from the concierge desk of the hotel (they were happy to just add them to our hotel bill – how nice is that?).  And once we oriented ourselves upon leaving the hotel, we found the three block walk to the Lycée Kléber tram stop very short indeed.

Four stops, and maybe fifteen minutes later, we were in the heart of the Grand Ile.  And good thing too, because we were hungry, and it was in fact dinner time, and we found a restaurant nearby – called Kohler-Rehm, it sits right on the eastern edge of one of the city’s main squares, Place Kléber.  We sat down, and I ordered a typical Alsatian dish, Choucroute garnie – pork products like sausage and boiled potatoes stewed with sauerkraut (that’s the “choucroute” part of the name).  Above you see a photo of my dinner.  Gets me hungry all over again just looking at it!

Once we had some dinner, the gravity of all we had done that day just in getting to Strasbourg started weighing on us.  So we put off further exploration for the next day, and hopped back onto the tram, and fell right into bed once we were back at the Hilton.  A long exhausting day, but with a very satisfying finish.

About Karl Peterson

Karl Peterson is an avid traveler, passionate about food and food-related entertainment, completely allergic to dairy. He is founder, owner and principle contributor to “The Dairy Free Traveler” blog. The Dairy Free Traveler perfectly dovetails two of his greatest areas of interest: traveling near and far, and searching for great cuisine (especially dairy free!)

The Dairy Free Traveler publishes original material about the dairy free lifestyle, eating the best food in the most interesting destinations around the world. Karl’s tours take him from thriving New York City, to exotic Marrakesh, to elegant Paris bistros — (yes! even Parisians have gotten on the dairy free bandwagon.)

The Dairy Free Traveler himself also engages with independent dairy free food producers, highlighting new dairy free product launches and events that support dairy free entrepreneurs.

Peterson is among the top 7 most widely read TripAdvisor reviewers in New York City and is repeatedly cited as a Top Contributor at TripAdvisor.com. His reviews have garnered more than 542,000 readers — half in the U.S., and half among the many countries he has visited around the world.

Beyond writing this blog, Peterson is a published author, with contributions to “Savoring Gotham” edited by Andrew F. Smith (published 2015 by Oxford University) and the forthcoming Oxford Companion to Cheese (a bit ironic, yes, but a professional is often asked to stretch beyond their comfort zone!).

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