⛪ Take Me To Church: You never forget your first... cathedral
It was Spring of 1998, junior year of high school and my first trip to Europe, where I laid my eyes upon Notre-Dame de Paris, my first ever Cathedral.
I was in awe.
The gothic elements spoke to me, my eyes had never connected with such beauty - the magnificent west-front, with its towers, the rose window, the flying buttresses and spires, the stories sculpted into the stone, and then; there were the gargoyles. These creatures that seemed to come alive from a Tim Burton movie.
Secondly, I just couldn’t believe that humans so long ago could create such an enormous buildings without modern machinery and other conveniences.
Tangent time - I had never seen anything that beautiful or that old, I’m from Brooklyn NY and grew up in a red brick apartment building.
The oldest thing I’d seen up until that point was Wall St. in the city and the Old City in Philly. It’s got cobblestone cute and quaintness; it’s colonial. So like Jane Lane, I give it a shrug and a ‘meh.’
My spirit lives in the Medieval period (and yes, with this guy😍).
Screenrant you got it wrong!!
