Day nineteen. Frankfurt, Germany.
Sarah took Matt to the Nurburgring (public race track) for a high speed joy ride. Luckily for Tilly, Sarah rented a little sporty car for the track.
While they were there for the majority of the day, the rest of the group set out on a relaxed day of exploration. We saw Frankfurt's shopping district, old town, new town and museum district. We also sampled the famous apfelwein, aka apple wine. The public transportation system was extensive and very user friendly. The day wound down to an end with everyone at the Irish Pub.
Day twenty. Frankfurt, Germany.
My day started horribly because my night was horrible. The bed squeaked so loud every time Brian or I repositioned. It was so loud that we kept waking each other and ourselves up whenever we moved, I finally fell asleep at about four in the morning. When I woke up, my entire right hand was numb from laying on top of it for four hours. Groggily I got up, used the restroom and layed down on Sierra's queen bed with her where I regaled the story of my awful night. As I was talking to her it dawned on me that I had gone number two when I was in the restroom and Sierra was going to have to use that restroom very soon too. In order to prevent total mortification I decided to warn her that the restroom may not smell of roses; what actually came out of my mouth was sleep deprived version of my thoughts, it came out as such "Sierra, I'm sorry, I accidentally pooped".
You can imagine her confusion at such a comment, but since she is a well trained special needs teacher she simply replied, "where?". I had to laugh at my own mistake, now you can too.
The remainder of the day was better but I was a grumpy pants until my nap.
This was the day we switched hotels in Frankfurt because our first one didn't have an airport shuttle service and the Holiday Inn Express did. I did not have a good day.
In the evening we all sprinted, literally, across the street from the Holiday Inn Express, to a campsite's restaurant. Odd that a campsite has a restaurant but oh well; they didn't disappoint. On my last night in Germany, and Europe in general, I finally had Schnitzel and Spaetzle. Both were delicious. The evening was spent packing beer and souvenirs.
Day twenty one. Washington, USA.
Breakfast was good but I did not appreciate being up at 6am to eat it. The shuttle took us to the airport where Matt, Sierra and I all received a vigorous pat down/hands down our pants security inspection. All of our pants buttons set off the metal detectors and apparently buttons needed to be felt from the inside of the pants, just to make sure its not a mass murder device. Now I'm on the plane home, about to eat my provided 'premium' meal. Can't wait to see my animals!
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