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ドール、フランシュ＝コンテ地方の小さな宝石。 路地を抜けて、微生物学の父ルイ・パストゥールが生まれた革なめし職人の地区へ。そこではドゥー川が静かに流れ、かつてこの街がフランシュ＝コンテ地方の強大な首都であったことを忘れさせるほどです。 この地区の建築は、今日でも革なめし職人と革職人の歴史を物語っています。大きな地下室のある家では、皮が穴や槽で加工され、広い開口部のある乾燥室で革が風に乾かされていました。

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Short but beautiful cycle path

Dole was the capital of the Free County of Burgundy under Habsburg rule during the Middle Ages. For centuries, the city served as the seat of parliament and was home to a university. Over the centuries, the city was besieged several times and fought over in conflicts between France and Burgundy, experiencing periods of occupation. The city's inhabitants consistently offered considerable resistance, forcing France to either withdraw or return possession of the city to the Burgundians by treaty. A stroll through the old town reveals numerous picturesque Renaissance buildings.

Notre Dame Cathedral

The Collegiate Church of Notre-Dame in Dole dominates the old town with its majestic bell tower, remarkable stained-glass windows, and rich historical and religious heritage. It is a true Gothic gem dating back to the Renaissance.

The trail is pleasant and well shaded. The view is very beautiful.

In Hans-Peter Kerkeling's book "Ich bin dann mal weg" (I'm Off Then), in which he describes his thoughts and experiences on the Way of St. James through northern Spain, which he walked in June/July 2001, the popular entertainer draws his own personal conclusion before returning from Santiago de Compostela. I would like to offer this final thought, likely matured over weeks on the Camino Frances, to the viewer of this small sacred monument in the form of a wayside cross: "God is the one individual who opens himself infinitely to liberate all. (...) The Creator throws us into the air, only to surprisingly catch us again at the end. It's like the exuberant game that parents play with their children. And the message is: Have faith in the one who throws you, because he loves you and, quite unexpectedly, will also be the catcher. And when I look back, God constantly threw me into the air and caught me again along the way. We met every day." (Hape Kerkeling in “I’m off then. My journey on the Way of St. James”)