Let’s start with the beginning. The beginnings are always fun, right! Brimming with enthusiasm and optimism about a new place. There is something very refreshing about leaving behind the routine that life tends to become on most days. And here we were. 17 days of no looking back. No work and nothing to differentiate between a weekend and a weekday. So, in spite of the crappy delayed flight, we hop-skip-jumped into Frankfurt at 3 pm. I know familiarity breeds comfort for most people, but I absolutely love everything new and different.
scribbled that and headed out to check Frankfurt’s nightlife. One of my worst
decisions was an impulse shoe splurge in Hako. I kid you not; I spent 100 Euros
on that pair of shoes! It’s been the butt of many a jokes till date. I had to
buy it because we had just carried sneakers and well, clubbing and sneakers put
together is not a good image apparently. Sunshine got her shoes for 10 Euros. Yes,
TEN euros! You know why? Because the shop lady thought the left and the right
pair were a slightly different colour of beige! I actually suggested not so
subtly that I too am open to buying such footwear. But that didn’t go down so
well with the German sense of humor (I wasn’t even kidding!). Anyway, to cut a
long story short, I wore my ridiculously expensive shoes to watch drunk people
dance to the usual music. You know the kind which sounds exactly the same when
you hear it continuously! I think age caught up real quick that day. :D
|Our first view of Frankfurt|
And different it was! Instructions were in German everywhere. The place looked like a maze and we two kids looked around with big eyes for daddy dearest (you'll know what I mean when I write about Amsterdam :)). Even using the pay-phones seemed like a Herculean task, till our host of the city decided to play savior, to our utter relief.
|Random shop at Frankfurt station|
|While walking around town|
Next day, the Rhine cruise was on the cards. We had booked our tour with the Primus Linie. Few times a year, there is a huge fireworks display called 'Rhine in Flames'. We had actually planned our trip around it. The cruise starts from Mainz, which in itself is a beautiful place to walk around. But, anyone who knows us even a little bit can predictably guess that we were running really late. So, the lazy walk in the sun that we had hoped for, turned into a jog in the bylanes of Mainz.
|Top deck of the Rhine cruise boat|
|Scenery during the Cruise|
All the ships got together at St. Goar. The synchronized fireworks that followed took our mind completely off the freezing temperature! Castles after castles were lit up in every direction. The cruise was worth every penny!
|Fireworks at St. Goar|
Train travel in Europe is absolutely amazing. I went back to reading and enjoying my noodle salad. The trip had finally kickstarted…hostels, backpacks et al! J
More from Amsterdam. Signing off from Frankfurt!