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This is the final entry regarding the city of Basel. The night before we left town, we went to Circus Knie. Again, your seating was predetermined when purchasing tickets. And it started right on time. It was nice to see the animals and the gymnasts do their stunts, but my swiss-german wasn't up to speed to the point that I could follow some of the running jokes regarding the feud between Zurich and Basel residents. The audience loved it though.

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I was in Basel for barely three days before it was time for us to head into Inner Schweitz. I made the most of my time there, taking off on foot to walk to some of my favorite places growing up. Instead of taking a tram and getting there in 15 minutes, it was more relaxing to walk at my own pace, frame the shots I hoped to get, and just take it all in.

From Swissotel north of Claraplatz (Clara Place), I walked all the way to Theatergasse (Theater Alley) (2 km). Today's pictures ...

This set of pictures is specifically from Marktplatz. I spent many hours here while living in Basel, because it is the hub for all the stores in Grosse Basel. Basel is divided by the Rhein river, with Klein Basel on one side, and Grosse Basel on the other. Grosse is big, and Kleine is small. From Marktplatz, you can walk in several directions to shop as much as your heart desires and your wallet reaches. Clothing, furniture, food, restaurants, watches, jewelry, toys, music, photography and ...

Today's set of pictures is only from the most famous landmark in Basel. It is the Münster, seen in almost any postcard that is sold. It dates back to 1180 A.D. and is visited by tourists year-round. Here's a write up I found:

http://www.suite101.com/content/mins...zerland-a38058

From what I read, there was a bad earthquake in the 1300s that brought down five spires. Imagine that mess. I've known the Münster my whole life, and may have climbed one of the ...

As a child, I spent a few years in Basel, Switzerland. I went to school there for about three years, and during that time grew a major affection for this town. It always feels like home, even though I wasn't there as long as one might expect. During those years, I learned Swiss German and proper German (Hoch Duetsche). Public transportation negated the need for anything; I was able to take a tram anywhere I needed, and beyond that I'd strike out on foot. I explored in every direction possible, ...