In Which We Are Stuck In Koblenz

So, since I have last written...
I was sick and had to take off work :(
I met up with a guy from church to go see Frankfurt! We went to the Kleinmarkthalle which is a really cool indoor market, very fancy. So that was nice and he lived in East Germany just before the wall came down and it was really interesting to hear about his family- as most people know about me I'm not a big history fan, but people's personal experiences I can do!

That weekend also, there was supposed to be a big party at a student halls...but....I ended up going with my flatmate to Velvet- a club she had talked a lot about! It was pretty good; I probably just about got in because it's quite fancy, and the music had me every 4 minutes like "I LOVE THIS SONG THIS IS MY JAM." I met an Iranian who was a recovering alcoholic, and it was the first and only night I was in bed before 5. So pretty successful! Especially considering the next day our cheer squad and been invited by our fan club (!!!) to bowling, coffee and cake (classic German combo) and pizza! That was pretty amazing. I don't really understand why people in a wee town outside of Frankfurt want to buy us stuff, but I will make sure my stunts are perfect now!

Then finally finally FINALLY I got my HOLIDAY!

Frankfurter Dom- there's always a crane

Römer

Harry arrived in Frankfurt on the Wednesday afternoon... Luckily he is just as lazy as me, and so between lie ins and naps we squeezed in some sightseeing! I really like showing people Frankfurt- I think it is a cool place. We also went to Luxembourg, which was quite the adventure. We woke up at approximately 5am, got a bus and a train and then two other trains til we arrived in Luxembourg City. After walking in the wrong direction and seeing some plain looking residential areas (lol), we finally found the fairytale kingdom that we'd heard about! Everything looks like a castle, everything is chic like France but ordered like Germany. What a great place. My only sadness was that EVERYONE spoke French, and if you've been to France you'll know that the language is not optional. I missed being able to communicate for a day, and I wished there was German to speak... Probably a necessary lesson in my holiday.

This is how they do post offices in Luxembourg

After a lovely dinner (steak tartare and macaroons, obvs), we started to make our way back to Frankfurt.
It took somewhat longer than expected.
So, we were changing trains in Trier, and upon approaching I calculated that we were extremely tight for time. Cue the running from one platform to another, with seconds to spare.
Then, we were supposed to change in Koblenz. However as it got nearer to the time we were supposed to be there, we realised that we were absolutely nowhere near Koblenz. At all
So we had a lot of time to decide what to do- we would go to the platform it was supposed to be at (even though we were inexplicably 45 minutes late), and then go to the ticket office. At like 1am.
And that's what we did- the ticket woman was just about to lock up when I marched up to the desk in German sass-rage, asking where on earth the train was, how were Deutsche Bahn going to get us home. Basically she said, the train you were supposed to be on left hours ago, and another one after that. Since you missed both I can't help you bye. Luckily a DB Sicherheit guy (my biggest fear!!) was also there, and was super helpful! He showed us when the next train came, explained that the woman was indeed screwing us over, and told us what to say when we got our tickets checked. Faith in humanity restored.
However- we still had to wait for the train, everything was closed (except MaccyDs), we had no more money, but because everything was so late, by the time we got into Frankfurt, only night buses would be running and it would even more hours to get home! Oh, and the train was going to the airport, not to the Hauptbahnhof.
This was probably the first time since living here that I started to think trouble follows me around, but anyway, we got the train, we got a taxi, we got home by like 4am. Plus!! our train journey was also something special, featuring a drunk man, a bored student, and a man interrupting our conversation to ask us for weed. So all in all a fulfilling day.


We also went on a walk to the Nidda (Frankfurt's baby river) which is my favourite place one day- and met some interesting creatures! After fighting and researching, we have now agreed they are muskrats, and have the most horrifying teeth ever. They seem to be fed purely on croissants and Lebensmüdigkeit, and are overly friendly.
The last thing we did was go to Waxy's- a totally selfless venture because I wanted cottage pie with decent mashed potatoes. Didn't disappoint. We did however meet this guy from Maghera, and I'm still getting over it, because he said he's been living in Frankfurt for 14 months and speaks NO German. How is this even possible? I feel like you would have to try not to learn. Anyway, motivational for me.


Since then, I've had lots of work to do, and I'm trying to do some babysitting as well. Everything is pretty busy, I'm currently trying to cut down on sleep to make room for "more important things."
Hence my more recent escapades will hopefully appear around midnight some night this week.

Bis dann,

Ciao