Day 17
Today's the first day off from major travelling in a week, and I'm pretty spent. We've been sleeping in hotel after hotel, and waking up (fairly) early to get on the road to make it to the next city for another match. While the matches have been exciting, the travel has taken a toll on me. I'm feeling pretty beat up this morning. I did get to sleep in, so I did get a bit of rest last night. I got up and went downstairs for some breakfast. After eating, I decided to take a short walk (or more like a limp) around town. Here is the hotel at which we were staying and the main street on which the hotel was located:
I first ventured toward the river as it was downhill, and I figured it was only a couple of blocks. As I approached the river, I noticed that there were a couple of towers guarding the bridge (no cars allowed). Here are the towers and a nice view of the "old city" and castle from the bridge:
I left the bridge and headed back into the old town to see what was around (as my laundry was being done!). I came across these two jokers (ha!...get it, jokers...):
As I meandered further into town, I heard some pretty good piano music coming from somewheres, so I tried to figure out from where it was coming. I kept getting closer and closer until I looked in this window and saw a young kid practicing some pieces. My first thought was that it might be a piano store and the kid just stopped by to try some pieces out, but I read the printing on the window and it was a BARBER SHOP! I had been debating on whether or not to get my mohawk cut before my boo comes over here, and it just seemed like the right place to go...get a cut and some entertainment. The girl who did my hair was quite beautiful (but nowhere near as beautiful as my girlfriend!), but to stay out of hot water, I just took a picture of the piano player with the window that indicates it's a barber shop:
After getting my hair cut and picking up my laundry (finally, clean draws!!!), we headed back to Frankfurt because my friend John had to catch a flight back to Spain the next morning. We checked into the Intercity Hotel at the Frankfurt airport and went down to the bar in the hotel to watch the evenings' games with others. As it turns out, I pulled up a chair at a table with some Aussies who were in town to watch the Italy-Australia game tomorrow, the same game to which we are going. I chatted with them a bit and found out that one of the gents was also a lawyer and had sat for the New York bar when he was there working on a big tobacco case.
Overall, it was a nice relaxing day.
Cheers,
Rocco
I first ventured toward the river as it was downhill, and I figured it was only a couple of blocks. As I approached the river, I noticed that there were a couple of towers guarding the bridge (no cars allowed). Here are the towers and a nice view of the "old city" and castle from the bridge:
I left the bridge and headed back into the old town to see what was around (as my laundry was being done!). I came across these two jokers (ha!...get it, jokers...):
As I meandered further into town, I heard some pretty good piano music coming from somewheres, so I tried to figure out from where it was coming. I kept getting closer and closer until I looked in this window and saw a young kid practicing some pieces. My first thought was that it might be a piano store and the kid just stopped by to try some pieces out, but I read the printing on the window and it was a BARBER SHOP! I had been debating on whether or not to get my mohawk cut before my boo comes over here, and it just seemed like the right place to go...get a cut and some entertainment. The girl who did my hair was quite beautiful (but nowhere near as beautiful as my girlfriend!), but to stay out of hot water, I just took a picture of the piano player with the window that indicates it's a barber shop:
After getting my hair cut and picking up my laundry (finally, clean draws!!!), we headed back to Frankfurt because my friend John had to catch a flight back to Spain the next morning. We checked into the Intercity Hotel at the Frankfurt airport and went down to the bar in the hotel to watch the evenings' games with others. As it turns out, I pulled up a chair at a table with some Aussies who were in town to watch the Italy-Australia game tomorrow, the same game to which we are going. I chatted with them a bit and found out that one of the gents was also a lawyer and had sat for the New York bar when he was there working on a big tobacco case.
Overall, it was a nice relaxing day.
Cheers,
Rocco
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