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Daytripping: Frankfurt

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We exited the train to a rowdy crowd dressed in red and black. “I wonder if there’s a labor strike?” We followed the crowd down a paved road through a heavily wooded area, passing racks of Frankfurt scarves and jerseys, and stands selling large frothy pilsners.  “Frankfurt seems a lot cooler than what people say…. and woodsy….”  After about a quarter mile, we reached the soccer stadium for the big game of Frankfurt v. Mainz. The only problem was we weren’t looking for it. Turns out that Frankfurt am Main Station and Frankfurt am Main Hauptbahnhof are very different places…. Lesson learned.  So we grabbed some beers at one of the stands…when in Rome…and walked back to the “Station” to travel two more stops to our intended destination, downtown Frankfurt. When we stepped out into the grand structure of the Hauptbahnhof, the huge tunnel shape typical of large European train stations, we felt pretty silly for ever thinking that our previous exit into the woods could have been correct. People say I have a knack for direction (no one says that), but I guess this was one of those serendipitous detours that are the special gifts of travel (probably one of many unintentional “detours” that I’ll take while traveling – S is still getting over the time I had us circle Philly (twice) before figuring out how to get in…it’s a very exclusive city and only those with the code may enter).  

The scene around Frankfurt am Main Station.

The scene around Frankfurt am Main Station.

 

Frankfurt am Main Hauptbahnhof

Frankfurt am Main Hauptbahnhof

 

So, we made it to Frankfurt. The hazy spring afternoon made for a great day to roam around the city and casually get better acquainted with our metropolitan neighbor. Frankfurt has a charming old town square, Römerberg, lined with half-timbered cafes, and a fabulous modern art museum (or so I’ve heard.  After the Station/Hauptbahnhof fiasco and beers, I wasn’t feeling in a mood to properly appreciate it…I’ll have to go back). There are also a handful of very nice restaurants and, of course, the banking district. Otherwise, Frankfurt is known for its serious drug problem and legal brothels. Not exactly the type of attractions topping our day-trip itinerary. Anyway, S and I had a fun day wandering around Frankfurt and eating frequently (including a stop for donuts at Dunkin Donuts, because it felt humorously out of place in a European city  and we love donuts). Nevertheless, we haven’t quite made up our minds about Frankfurt. We’ll have to go back at least once more (and this time get off at the right train stop the first time and stroll around the museum of modern art).

 

Eiserner Steg

Eiserner Steg

 

Just two lovebirds checking out Frankfurt

Just two lovebirds checking out Frankfurt

 

View from Eiserner Steg

View from Eiserner Steg

 

Love Locks

Love Locks

 

Just two lovebirds checking out Frankfurt

Just two lovebirds checking out Frankfurt

 

That's a lot of trust in the top locks' love!

That’s a lot of trust in the top locks’ love!

 

St. Bartholomew's

St. Bartholomew’s

 

Love Song

Love Song

 

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Entering the old town.

Entering the old town.

 

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Römerberg

Römerberg

 

Römerberg

Römerberg

 

Römerberg

Römerberg

 

St. Bartholomew's

St. Bartholomew’s

 

Oh, the major highlight, though, was that we found a tempanyaki restaurant! S has a long running family joke about these and is always in search one. I was in hot pursuit of some good sushi and we lucked out finding a place called Sushimoto that does both. Serendipity once again! And it was delicious. The sushi was pretty simple, I’m really missing the creative rolls at Kushi and Oya in DC, but S’s miso soup, fried rice, and steak were to die for! We took the ICE train home with full bellies and hopes of coming back for dinner in Frankfurt again (now that we know how to get there).

 

Shrimp fried rice.

Shrimp fried rice.

 

A California Roll and Spice Tuna…not too creative, but still delicious.

A California Roll and Spice Tuna…not too creative, but still delicious.

 

Obviously, we hated it.

Obviously, we hated it.

 

Bis bald, Frankfurt!

 

 

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I'm an American living in Mainz, Germany and, after a a one-year sabbatical from office life, working as a corporate lawyer in Frankfurt. While living in Europe with my fiancé, my goals are to see as much art, taste as much food, and experience as much life as possible.

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  1. Looks like you had a great day! I think it’s called “Stadion”, German for stadium. Because the stadium is basically the only building around there. I went to a concert there last year, you really do have to walk through the woods!
    I don’t even live that far away from Frankfurt but I still haven’t been to Dunkin’ Donuts! Or Chipotle, for that matter…

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    • That makes a lot of sense now. I really need to start paying more attention when I’m ready signs! I haven’t been to the Frankfurt Chipotle yet, either. In Mainz/Wiesbaden, it’s the stuff of legends, so I think I need a return trip just for that if nothing else. Hope you can make the trip out soon!

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