Frankfurt Aiport: The Highlights
1. Hostess speaks to everyone in my row on the plane in English - except me. She addresses me in German. Every time.
2. Security Guard addresses the people in front of me in English. Me? Starts chattering in German.
3. Third security guard starts speaking to me in German.
4. Conclusion? The group re-name me Helga. Clearly I have some secret German heritage
5. Frankfurt airport has FREE coffee at every gate. Little machines. Which make really good coffee. We officially name Frankfurt airport the best airport of the trip. Then the free wi-fi doesn't work. Slight downgrade.
But the REAL highlight? Sitting at the table next to us at our gate in Frankfurt, was a (German?) man, with a genuine moustache that curled up at both edges. It was clearly waxed and carefully styled, offsetting the shiny baldness of his head. He was slightly chubby, and his rounded cheeks were eloquently emphasised by the uptilt of each side of the moustache.
We couldn't stop staring. It was like he stepped out of an old school German movie.
Loved it!
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