I saw this cathedral at the age of two and a half in 1953. I was sick and in my mothers arms as she walked to catch a train bound for Brussels to see my aunt Mafalda. Of course, I did not know what it was and the color of the spires were a dark orange. I have not seen it since but in 1974 when I visited Bryce Canyon, I was overwhelmed by the similarity of the church spires and the vertical rock formations! Refer to pictures on the next post.
Posted on: Sun, 18 May 2014 02:54:25 +0000
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