Frankfurt, In Transit

On the way back from Cannes, I had something like a 5hours lay over at the Frankfurt Airport.  From previous experience, I knew you can jump on a train and in less than half an hour find yourself in the the main Frankfurt city.  So that was just what I did again 🙂  Here’s the thing I love about Germany, everyone is friendly and everyone speaks English 🙂  I didn’t have a problem finding the counter to get the ticket, the right platform or even which train to get on and before I knew it I was in the middle of a market in Frankfurt city.

Of course, there were sausages and beer for sale.  Wine was sold by the glasses at only €2, same price as the organic apple juice I had :p  It’s kinda like Chatuchak market, German style.  There was obviously food, some clothes, some bric a brac and even livestock.

Since I didn’t read any German, I wasn’t quite sure what the bull was doing there.  It was a massive creature and in true German style, it was very clean and well built.  Heck, I turned the corner from the bull and found an equally clean and well built bunny.

I kid you not, when I say that this bunny is bigger than my sister’s little mini maltese, Wags.  I wouldn’t want to walk into him in a dark alley.  His teeth when he looked up at me, were the size of my finger nails!!  Ok, maybe I’m exaggerating a little but that’s the image that jumps into my head when I think of this bunny now.  Giant rabbit with fingernail sized teeth!!  Think attack of the fluffy killer bunnies … … hmmm … … now that’s a film that should be made into a 3D Stereoscopic film :p  Anyway, their dogs, on the other hand, were not too different as the ones we have in Singapore and they were everywhere 🙂

Then there I was enjoying the sights, the cool European fall weather, sipping my very lovely organic apple juice and taking my time through the market when I stumbled on a bakery stand baking German bread there and then!!!

I was so excited 🙂  I love German bread!!  So I decided to buy a loaf, the baker who also spoke English kindly wrapped my bread in paper and handed it over to me.  Here’s what happened next …

Me: (lest I sound like a careless wanton without a care for the environment) I’m going to get on a plane tonight, so may I have a bag for the bread?
Baker:  On a plane?  To where?
M:  To Singapore.
B: *blink blink*

A beat.

B:  To Singapore?
M: (getting quite nervous wondering if he wants his bread back) Yes.
B: (Laughing loudly and to everyone around)  To Singapore!!  My bread is going ALL the way to Singapore!!

And he proceeds to put my loaf in an environmentally friendly bag 🙂