Dave Mills Continental Drift Days 27 & 28....Sitrep

Day 27.

   When the snow turned to rain :0(

 When the snow turned to rain :0(

Woke this morning and decided to have a complete change of plan. I scrapped the idea of heading straight to Bavaria and decided to revert back to what was my original plan, of going to visit Colditz castle.The logistical problem of doing this was that it was about 300-400 miles to the east of my current location. A weather check (ie looking out of the window), informed me that it was a glorious day and this aided my decision to avoid heading to the autobahn to thumb a lift but instead walk the A roads towards Frankfurt.

   German Town Twinned with a crap place in UK 🇬🇧 

 German Town Twinned with a crap place in UK 🇬🇧 

¾ of an hour later my decision was called into question when it started to snow; it was still a relatively nice day though, so I cracked on with a smile on my face…..another hour later and the smile was frozen in place, I was doing a fine snowman impression and I definitely wasn’t as happy as I had been a little earlier. Plan B was scrapped and a hasty plan C was developed; this basically became ‘get to Frankfurt ASP and get into some cover’. It took about 4 hours and I was a tadge wet when my 3rd lift of the day dropped me at the central Frankfurt station.

   Not T.N.P.B.L.H.H.H.A.......Thankfully!

 Not T.N.P.B.L.H.H.H.A.......Thankfully!

I found an Uber cheap hostel directly outside the station and booked in. As I walked over to the place I saw a hell of a lot of police in riot gear stood outside, which again made me question another decision I’d made.

 

It turns out there was a demonstration about to happen outside the hostel and the police were there ‘in case’. There were a maximum of  28 protestors and approximately 4 battalions of riot police, with helicopters and artillery on call. I checked to see if the protestors were the Frankfurt branch of the ‘Turbo Nutter Psycho Bruce Lee, I’m Hard, Head Hunting Association’ (T.N.P.B.L.I.H.H.H A, for short), but they were in fact protesting the price of nappies in Aldi.


Settled in and had a good night chatting with the people staying in the hostel who were from all over the planet and all ages (I wasn’t the oldest woohoo). It’s been a while since I’ve slept in a 10 person room and I can’t say I’ve missed it. Not the greatest nights sleep I’ve ever had thanks to;- People coming in and out every minute, turning the lights on as they did so (3 in the morning), then sat chatting on their beds plus all the other noises associated with multiple people trapped and sleeping in a room.


Day 28.


A good day In which I did a bit of shopping to replace the trousers Ive been wearing. The zip on the fly broke the day I landed in Calais and I’ve pretty much done Europe so far ‘Tackle Out’. I thought it best that I replace them, as I could see an unwanted arrest coming on if I didn’t.

  Next door to Hostel.  

Next door to Hostel. 


Did a free walking tour of the city and it turns out the area where my Hostel is, is also the red light, drug central, mafia owned and banking sector of Frankfurt (strange how birds of a feather flock together!). Without walking more than 100 meters I can get a blowjob, a bin bag of heroin, a Columbian neck tie and a loan to pay for them all, before even turning a corner.


  ‘ Tom’ the tour guide, telling us how much he appreciates the architectural efforts Allied Bomber Command

 ‘Tom’ the tour guide, telling us how much he appreciates the architectural efforts Allied Bomber Command

The tour guide ‘Tom’ was excellent and fed us information all the wary round. The city is mostly all reproduction of its former self, thanks to the gallant efforts of the RAF and USAAF. It’s where the word ‘Techno’ came from, it has 13 of the 14 biggest buildings in Germany and is home to the German Football Federation. The tour ended in a square I recognised instantly from when I was here during the 2006 World Cup and I have vivid recollections of it packed with about 10,000 England fans, all carrying inflatable Spitfires.


The night, in a slightly smaller room (8 persons), bought a repeat performance of the night before but added to that was :- the lads in the room next door who came in at about 2;30 and wouldn’t shut up….to cut a long story short I ended up paying them a visit about 03:45 and settled the problem using big boys rules. Also a guy in my room who has the worst ‘Disco Leg’ I’ve ever seen. I honestly had to check him to see if he was fitting he did that good a job!


Onwards!!!

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