Nuremberg July, 2012

Brooke took pictures of her tour in Nuremberg today.  And she also bought a dirndl.  {{sigh}} There goes the budget.

Anyway, here’s a slideshow of her photos.  Note that they were taken with an iPhone and lighting in a gothic cathedral tends to be suboptimal.  And for some reason it looks grainier on Youtube.  Not sure what that’s all about.  Well, enjoy it while I futz around with the settings…

Ok, let’s try this again.

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6 Responses

  1. The music is the Pilgrim’s Chorus from Wagner’s opera Tannhauser.
    As Giacchino Rossini once said, “Wagner has beautiful moments but bad quarters of an hour.” This one is pretty good.

    The translation is:

    Once more with joy O my home I may meet
    Once more ye fair, flowr’y meadows I greet
    My Pilgrim’s staff henceforth may rest
    Since Heaven’s sweet peace is within my breast.

    The sinner’s ‘plaint on high was heard
    On high was heard and answered by the Lord
    The tears I laid before His shrine
    Are turned to hope and joy divine.

    O Lord eternal praise be Thine!

    The blessed source of Thy mercy overflowing
    On souls repetant seek Ye, all-knowing
    Of hell and death, I have no fear
    For thou my Lord are ever near

    Alleluia!
    Alleluia!
    Alleluia! For evermore

    • Thank you for sharing such beautiful pictures and music. It was a wonderful way to end the day.

  2. My dog loved that music. He sang along. Nice pictures, they capture the place and the life of it, with the people walking about. They are much more natural that the sterile pictures I normally end up getting where I have picked the time of day for the perfect lighting etc….
    I am looking forward to more pictures from German.

    • She’s got a pretty good eye. She captured things in this church that I might have missed, like that picture of the bird at the top of the stairs. The kid didn’t miss a thing.

  3. She must be so excited!

    • Yep. I’m just hoping she doesn’t let all this success go to her head and that she forgets all the little people who helped her get there.

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