So recently I took a tour of the Reims Cathedral towers, and being a little (VERY) afraid of heights, it was a mix of terror and pleasure as experiences go.

The stairwell was enclosed which helped somewhat, as if I can’t see the heights I am ascending to I can pretend it’s not really happening. Off we trekked up 296 steps – yeow! The legs were sore in the evening. I got a little panicky towards the end as it’s hard if you have any physical sense of travel to pretend you’re not high when you’ve been climbing steps for maybe five minutes!! When we reached the top we were placed between the two bell towers like this.
So I thought to myself, okay, okay, no worries. Then Mr Justin-Bieber-hair tour guide says follow me out here to the balcony. My legs don’t want to work but they go. Luckily there’s a seat so I just sit there and stare at my knees, ignoring the beautiful view. French boy is not vertigo challenged (that doesn’t make sense, I made it up alright!) so here’s a few shots.


And my own personal favourite, situated around the other side of the Cathedral at which point I had managed to relax myself a small bit, there was a house sat on top of a building! Epic. A garden, a balcony, and a view of the cathedral, not too shabby. Continue reading →
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