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dimanche 28 mars 2010
Frankfurt am Main (II)
We also ended Spring Break in Frankfurt so that Matt could get back to the airport. This time we left Prague in the morning and checked into our hostel, Frankfurt Hostel, in the afternoon. This was the kind of hostel experience that I was expecting.
It was loud and people were hanging out in the common area, drinking beer, playing games and music, and watching sports. The room was set up like a dorm and I had flashbacks to Warren Towers. We walked to the two main squares in Frankfurt; one was Romerberg with Fachwerkhauser (half-timbered houses) and the other was the main commercial square. We souvenir shopped, ate dinner, and saw a few cool buildings, like the old Opera house. We headed back early since we both had to catch really early trains; me to Strasbourg, Matt to the airport.
This picture basically sums up me navigating Spring Break, I'm always lost.
dimanche 21 mars 2010
Frankfurt am Main
Spring Break started in a little German town called Frankfurt. Matt was flying into Frankfurt International Airport, so I decided to take the train over there to meet him and we would head over to Berlin together. I left Paris early in the morning and arrived at Frankfurt around lunch time. I was so excited to see Matt and he was the best boyfriend ever and bought me an amazing hot German soft pretzel. We walked around the city because we had a 2 hour layover. We found our hostel (see Part II), centrally located across from the train station and a block over from the red light district. Ah! Then we walked over a really cool bridge to the University section of the city. We both crashed as soon as we got on the train and woke up a few hours later to German announcements and the train was stopped. A very nice woman translated for us and told us that there was a problem with the train and everyone needed to get off and move onto the next train to Berlin. Oh great, there go our seats. She said that it happens often because the railways aren’t up kept. We stood for a while and then snagged seats on our new train headed to Berlin. We got to our hostel late, after the restaurants had closed (which is between 10 and 11pm) and ended up having falafels!
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