Kurhaus Hotel Bad Salzhausen

Again it seems to be an escape from the inevitable. But somehow I actually think it's way more than that.<br><br>Why do I think that? I'm sure you are wondering what special thing happened at the end of my last entry in the first world trip ...

It was sooooo cold in Frankfurt, we didn't want to spend much time here since we had no winter clothing. WE got in late, went to our hotel, then back to the airport to get our flight to Bangkok moved up. We though it would be at 8 that night, but they managed to get us on the next flight out, which was pretty much within the hour. Woohooo! I also kept speaking Italian in Germany... so confused with all the languages.

... returns and I was allowed to enter the holding pen. This very different from the US. You cannot enter the "waiting area" near the gate until the ticket agents open the area and you make it through the proces mentioned above. Then you sit and wait an hour while ticket agents random check your bag sizes trying to force you to "check" the carry on. Then you line up in the same non-orderly fashion to board another cold bus ride to the ...

... lbs. of them approximately. I know for a fact one of them was 54 lbs. I dashed like OJ Simpson headed to FL post his criminal trial, and just made it!<br><br>We arrived in Geneva and located the shuttle to my hotel, where I immediately crashed. One thing I can nearly guarantee, is that my bags and I will NOT become separated again. The whole affair cost me about 3-4 hours and more than a little anxiety. Thank God that the man on my ...

... of Sulzbach, which was about twenty minutes outside of Frankfurt. We had a great dinner of warm, German soups and Jagerschnitzel at a local restaurant called Die Linde, and when you have dinner in the state of Hesse in early October, that means one thing &#8211; Apfelwein. Apple wine is a local specialty. It is served pure and cut with either sparkling water or Sprite, and the apfelwein we drank at Die Linde was actually made by a family friend of ...

Guten Morgen! Well it was a typical long overseas flight where we cover too many kilometers, fast forward over too many time zones and acquire too little sleep! Despite the sleep deprivation, we're excited because we find ourselves in a new continent, new country, new city and two-thirds of the way to our final destination - Barcelona, Spain.<br><br>As we flew into Frankfurt, we could ...

<br>Continuamos con el día 1, bajamos del avión, llegamos sanos y salvos al aeropuerto de Frankfurt, sin haber perdido nada y contentos de dar los primeros pasos del recorrido.<br><br>Para nosotros está ciudad era simplemente una ciudad-escala, nuestra idea era aterrizar, cenar en algún sitio y coger el tren desde el mismo aeropuerto para llegar a Praga.<br><br>Pero, como todo buen viaje, no sería tan divertido si nos saliera como lo teniamos previsto, no?.<br> <br>Así que ...

... it before. However, the times before were each hideous exercises in sleep deprivation and sheer hatefulness that we vowed never to repeat them. No matter how you organise two chairs to face each other, they are never comfortable. No matter how much you try to arrange the loaded baggage trolley between the seats, your end product in no way resembles a bed. Ultimately I put my little remaining self respect to the side and arranged my "pillow ...

We wake up in frankford, hungre and without food, so off we go, but we forgot all about sundays... so no food to be found in groceries, but lucky for us, we find a little Kebab restaurant that is not too expensive, we have a huge and diverse meal for verry cheap. With nothing else to do, and my hair getting greassy from a lack of showering and the crappyness of its look after that free haircut in Dublin, I decide it is time for it to go. We spend two hours cuting and the shaving my hair.