Friday in Frankfurt

If I didn’t have to work while I was over here I could spend more time having adventures and writing about my adventures.

Tonight we had dinner on the Main River (pronounced “Mine” river) at a trendy little restaurant called Hemingway’s. We took the airport shuttle from the hotel to the airport, then we took the train from the airport to downtown Frankfurt. We walked for what may or may not have been a mile. I navigated using the handy map from the concierge. We only had to stop once to ask a local if we were on the right track, which is okay because at one point a local stopped us to ask us…something. When I smiled and said “English” he smiled and went on his merry way.

Oh, and I should mention: the lady who said the people here don’t smile must not have been doing it right. Or my smile is just contagious. I don’t seem to be having any trouble with the locals. Other than I don’t speak German.

Tomorrow we are planning on having a very busy day in Frankfurt. Sunday we’re planning on doing a tour of the Rhine river. It’s well past midnight so I’m going to sign off without further ado.

Love,
Fran

About Fran Hart

Disciple of Christ, earning a living as the director of US-based operations for a Taiwanese company, managing an engineering organization while carving out time to write. Wife, Mother, Grandmother.
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