Solar transplant in Frankfurt
Solar transplant in Frankfurt
A year earlier I already wrote how I liked Frankfurt and immediately put it in my plans to take me there Dasha. But somehow this direction poorly participated in the actions. I was waiting, well, when, when! As a result, I waited, we got Frankfurt for nothing! Thanks to UIA and all the staff of those. support! )
The beginning of a long journey is always remembered, it was about 6 in the morning outside, the sun had not even risen yet, it was dark outside the porthole. Lufthansa Airlines, welcomes you on board. Let's go! The plane took off gently, the stewardess brought a bottle of German beer. How well the journey begins (thanks again to UIA for canceling your plane))). In a couple of hours we landed in sunny and blooming Frankfurt. Things were handed over to the storage room and the train went straight to the center.
Our journey began with a dive into the Red Light District. I thought to leave this cherry for last, but the central station was located there. This area is not like in Amsterdam. Walking through the red light districts of Frankfurt, you begin to understand how much you value your life. The entire local contingent, as ordered, got out into the street. Moreover, when I was walking at about the same time a year ago, I saw a maximum of a dozen dumb guys, but here somehow there were quite a lot. Yes, and getting lost in the crowd is not very successful, we really stand out against their background. True, a rather intelligent-looking man was walking in front of us, his hands in his pockets. He walked so confidently that at least a full clip was loaded in his pocket. We could not walk so confidently and we hurried to leave the area. Now it seems to me that the fact that we started the route from an unsafe area of Frankfurt was some kind of sign before the Dominican adventures)
The next area is business centers with a beautiful and cozy square between them. The sky was clear, blue and everything was flooded with rays of the warm and gentle sun. Of course, the next item I took Dasha to the old city. It was a working day, my colleagues worked in Kyiv, but to maintain morale, I took Dasha to our central office in Frankfurt and sent a chat to our guys that I was morally with them.
Otherwise, they will relax and get bored without me)))) It seems to me that the colleagues to whom I constantly send photos of overseas adventures to the office want to strangle me. But, on the other hand, I do my best so that they also travel in such volumes. Our office is located on the outskirts of the city in a green zone, I took Dasha around the places of former glory, showed where we ate and where we lived a year ago. Next we had a break for lunch. In Frankfurt, with meals, everything is simple - either you go to any Turkish cafe for a delicious shawarma, or to the nearest rewe supermarket. There you are guaranteed to be fed local cuisine, in large quantities at a low price. Almost every market has a canteen, the assortment will include the same dishes as in restaurants. Very tasty, my favorite is called “Pizza”, this is a spicy and spicy meat.
Even in the markets there is immediately a confectionery restaurant. I don’t remember the exact prices, but you can’t call Germany expensive with such buffet tables. The cashier, who was pouring tea for me, began to sing in an operatic voice, and when she held out a cup, her notes reached melodic heights. It was she who also prepared us for a trip to a musical country. In the meantime, everything was blooming in the city: flowers, bushes, trees.
After the center, I took Dasha to the other side of the city. There are cozy streets reminiscent of the Latin Quarter of Paris. It was evident that Dasha Frankfurt also really likes it. In one of the shops unusual postcards were sold, we could not resist and bought one for ourselves as a keepsake. On this postcard, a grandmother was saying something to a bewildered grandfather in German.
Then we went around and tried to imagine what the dialogue would be about. But all our guesses were wrong. We finished with a part of the city that I knew well and went to explore new areas. The beauty of the city is that everywhere is beautiful and cozy. We wandered very far, passed along the pastry shops, relaxed customers sat at the tables. How good is it here! As a result, they themselves could not resist and sat down in one of the cafes. The cafe had an interesting toilet. The door did not open, but if you ask the cashier, she said: “So go ahead! ” and at that moment, for some reason, the door opened with joy. When Dasha walked, we again could not open the door without the magic phrase of the saleswoman.
So, little by little, we got to the very edges of the city and continued the route through private sectors. Meanwhile, dusk was approaching. When we got to a large park, it was already quite hard to see anything. Nevertheless, we did see a wild bunny! There was also a goose, but its eye glowed so unkindly that it might have been a vampire goose! And somewhere in the sky planes were flying... Yes, we know it's time to move on. We still had enough time to look into the center for about 20 minutes. While walking around the evening city, we noticed a window in which the image of a man was mirrored, to whom a mechanical hand took out a section of the city with houses and a forest. Apparently, some kind of underground sinister plan was being prepared. We followed carefully, because a lot can depend on it. When almost the entire plot of the territory went to him, the mirror was closed with a curtain with the inscription “Interesting? Come to the museum! ”. Yes, they can lure. But I had to leave. We spent the night in Brussels not far from the airport. We planned to leave all our winter clothes at the hotel and leave only with summer ones, but the reception turned out to be fully automated, and those. booking support said that it was too late to disturb the manager, since officially his time ended 30 minutes ago and he would wake up around 8. But around 8 we would already be on the plane. There was an idea to simply “forget” things, and pick them up on the way back. But the note on the bed in the hotel said that the hotel administration is not responsible for forgotten things. And somehow it was written as if they wanted to say: "Don't even think about it. " Eh, let's fly with a jacket, then. I had another idea to “forget” things and find them in a couple of weeks at Lost and Found at the airport. But the benevolent manager explained that the scheme would not work. And moreover, I called a number of airport services, in the hope that they would figure out how to deal with our things. But there was only one answer - no way. By the way, there are left-luggage offices for 10 euros per day for up to 6 days. But even with such a situation, it would be cheaper to re-buy our things) When we got into the ice dreamliner, we were a little glad that we had warm clothes with us. They have a trick in the Dominican Republic in order to demonstrate that there can be a lot of cold in transport. In general, what I want to say Frankfurt - you are a great fellow! Didn't let me down in front of my wife. And we are going on the main journey of the seventh season. Oh and yes! We received a letter that the hotel was not at all against keeping our things for a couple of weeks.
To be continued soon!
