Enjoying the simple pleasures
Frankfurt am Main Travel Blog› entry 4 of 4 › view all entries
It's amazing how much joy can be derived from the contents of one's long lost suitcase. While my makeup bag and I shared a happy reunion, my lined winter boots, nearly danced a jig while waiting to be placed upon my feet. I hadn't been so relieved to see my personal belongings since I found my missing debit card in the back pocket of my jeans.
When we returned to our hotel the previous evening we were pleasantly surprised to find our missing bag sitting nonchalantly in our room as if if hadn't been transversing the Continent for days. My knit traveling clothes, which had been worn, then washed out in the bathroom sink and dried on the radiators each night were off in a New York minute.
It's not really all about the food here but we did manage to wake up in time the next morning, our last full day in Frankfurt, to make it down to breakfast. Overnight, our little Chinese restaurant had miraculously turned itself into a European breakfast buffet. The Germans as well as the Austrians have a penchant for laying out trays of varied coldcuts and cheeses as well as museli, fruits and baskets of breads and rolls. Our buffet also had scrambled eggs and a pan of what appeared to be American looking sausage patties. I think I'll stick to the bratwurst on a bun.
We could've taken a bus tour of the city today but decided we didn't want to spend twenty-five euros each when we could walk the subzero degree temperatures of the Christmas market (one last time) for free. Besides, we had saved our souvenir buying for the final day. We retraced our steps through the city, stopping along the way to bolster our spirits with a hot, steaming cup of mulled wine. Well, okay, I had a hot steaming cuppa. Mark was not a particular fan of the brew and stayed with hot chocolate or coffee while branding me as a lush. We made our way through the now familiar booths, making our purchases of liebkuchen and bethmannchen, both cookies indigenous to the German dessert scene. We stocked up on Frankfurt Christmas market mugs, which just happened to be filled now and then with the aforementioned gluhwein and also picked up several bottles of apfelwein, a local hooch made with apples.
We returned to our hotel, taking yet a different route, in order to get a change in scenery along the way. Then, there it was, a Smart car, parked perpendicular to the curb inbetween two normally parked cars. But this wasn't the first time we had noticed the strange phenomenon of parking space utilization in European countries.
Another dinner at the Chinese restaurant and an early night in the hotel was in order since we wanted to head to the airport in the morning for our trip back to the U.S.. We weren't exactly sure who we would be flying but had narrowed it down to U.S. Airways or Lufthansa. One way or another we had to get to Philadelphia as we had many friends awaiting us at "Hotel Vonbank", our home away from home !