After a bit of driving around all of this funny town, we settled into a primo hotel facing a central square.  We snapped a shot of the hotel at dusk, then we hunted for beer.  Both proved successful.

Nancy is typical of larger European cities, combining charming old quarters with sprawling urban mediocrity.  Our walking journeys kept us in the old quarter, and our only night there turned into pleasant revelry.

I'd go back.

We toured Metz only very briefly - arriving before lunch and departing shortly afterward.

The greatest sight there is a yellow-rock cathedral of imposing size.  A fun little river runs through the town allowing for many fine French bridges. Ooh la la!

Go see the cathedral some time.

Was it two nights in Rheims?  I don't remember anymore.  Anyway, Rheims has a pretty fair walking area in its own right.  This town also features a super cathedral, where kings were crowned, empires won and lost, continents dominated, etc.

I don't remember there being a whole lot of "culture" there, but sometimes I wander around with my eyes closed half the time.

All in all, not my favorite town in the region, but certainly a must see.  Enough to do.  And a brief, albeit smoke-filled, train ride to Paris.

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