Back to the Fatherland
After a few days back in Singapore, I arrived in Frankfurt today. The Lufthansa flight was really great. Or, maybe it wasn’t? I have no idea because for one of the first times in memory I pretty much fell asleep upon boarding and woke up in Germany! The Holiday Inn Express here is quite a few train transfers away from the airport, though, and we later found out that they way we walked there was specifically known as the way not to walk there. I had no doubt that Frankfurt must have a red-light district, but never expected to walk through needles, refuse, police, and whores so immediately and directly on the path from the hauptbahnhof. My memories of the punctiliously clean (or at least sanitary) Germany may never be the same again.