Dresden is a city that lived at the edge of my imagination, but without distinct shape. A fuzzy blob shape created from history book and Vonnegut pages.
The reality is a beautiful city of breathtaking architecture made even more remarkable by the fact that so much of it was destroyed in February of 1945.
The Procession of Princes mural, 102 meters of porcelain tiles, survived the bombing largely undamaged.
More photos from our, all too brief, trip to Dresden can be seen on my Flickr feed.