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Was taking photos on the streets near the Christmas Markets when I was approached by another photographer, asking me whether I am using the X-E1. We chatted for sometime and turns out he's a pro with a history of M6s and was carrying 2 XPro1s with different lenses. He gave me some tips on where best to shoot the night markets. Lucky, really, as It turned out where I was was t the main Xmas markets at all. The night would have been very different I didn't have my X-E1 with ...
... Also, I had my first currywurst in FIVE (5) years!! that was so exciting.
I walked aimlessly getting a feel of the city and stumbled upon the city center.
There were several really good looking delicatessen, that had open windows selling different forms of sausages. I was in heaven.
Oh I also found an Apple Store - they are every where and made me feel safe in a foreign city.
There's something wrong about that.
Yet so right.
... to know.
The Polizi was kind enough to let me through the barricade and judging by their SOP it's clearly not a murder homicide. One of them kindly guided me to the hostel and remarked, a bit embarrassingly, "have a pleasant stay in Frankfurt".
After sorting out my checkin (room ready by 4pm) and getting a cleaned up I ...
We moved to Wiesbaden a few months ago and have been very busy. Between work, dealing with the boys, and unpacking we haven't had much time to explore our new surroundings. Our first excursion was to the Russian Orthodox church called St. Elizabeth's. It was built in 1847 by Duke Aldolf when Elizabeth Mikhailovna, his 19 year old wife and Grand Duchess of Russia, died. They had married when she was 18. Sadly, she died during childbirth, ...
... also for their solemn coronation. This was a large, beautiful cathedral and I took a moment to sit and admire the beauty. As I sat there I couldn't help but wonder if my mother, father and grandparents who have all gone on before me could see me there and know that I had finally made it back to Frankfurt. They all knew that this was my dream to come back one day in my life, but none of them are here to read these words now. But somehow I believe they knew.