Deadly serious

As ever the descent feels more precarious and from one level we must climb down in reverse to keep our feet from slipping on the steep wooden steps. The spiral stairs are always a pain going down. 

So, in order, a view of the second tower, a view from above of the top tower level and finally some graffiti we find a lot of on the walls of these cathedrals. This one seemed impressive, if it's to be believed. 1745 and 1945. The latter curious with it being the end of WWII. A great conjunction of histories.

And a tower visit is never complete without some selfies. 

The view from the top was satisfying with Basel's old town below. The colourful tiles of the cathedral were especially impressive and I couldn't help think how tough it must be to maintain. It's bad enough changing a broken tile but matching the pattern too. All this time it's 30 degrees outside and a fierce sun. But at the top with a low inner wall to sit on we at least got a few minutes rest. 

And if course another tower. But this one was special. It had maybe four levels each with their own exterior view and all extremely tight. You could barely walk around and I needed to remove my small backpack at times. There were two towers and depending on which route you took out one door decided which tower you ascended. One tower would have been impressive enough. As we climbed up each level the stairs became more narrow and the viewing platform more cramped until we had to turn on our sides just to walk around. 

Behind the cathedral were these gardens that provided a few moments to relax, our feet already sore so early in the day. So many days in a row of walking is taking its toll. 

Unfortunately mobile data and WiFi problems in Basel, which seemed to be in a data twilight zone meant this blog has fallen behind. But late nights have made that difficult.