our single day in frankfurt is drawing to a close. when i was a kid i had a dream, a simple dream really, and that was to eat a hot dog in frankfurt and a hamburger in hamburg. i've never been to hamburg, and before today i had never been to frankfurt (other than transiting through the airport). when i arrived this morning, out of loyalty of the lil noz of days-gone-by, i fully intended to find and eat a hot dog. or at least some kind of sausage that i could call a hot dog.
the problem is that over the intervening years, i've pretty much lost my taste for hot dogs. i had a chance this afternoon, but i decided instead to just have some glühwein. somewhere in time, the old me is disappointed. but luckily the new me doesn't really care.
tomorrow, we finally board a plane that will actually take us to kazakhstan, but not the city where we will be living for the next two months (give or take). to get there, we need to take yet another plane. it feels like we've been traveling forever. but in terms of total time, it's only halfway done.
