Day 4 consisted of a cab ride to the airport with two other mystery passengers and a driver that looked like he was about to rob a bank or on some really good amphetamines. I think he was nervous that someone would bust his multi-passenger scheme, he had the meter off and charged us each for what was probably the cost for a single rider to the airport. Oh well, I got to the airport on time and technically it didn’t cost me extra.
The flight to Frankfurt was surprisingly easy. I had a bacon and cheese omelette, some delicious coffee before boarding, and sat next to very friendly American and Australian people; it set me off on a good track for the morning. I’m thankful for the good start because the afternoon took some funky turns: my train from Frankfurt to Stuttgart was cancelled and I had to navigate the language barrier, a local train and then a regional train to get back on track. #literally
I met up with my buddy M33p* and his friend at the train station, got cleaned up at the hotel, and met up with everyone for dinner. We had decent sushi in Stuttgart, served by a waitress that didn’t speak German, English, or Japanese- trust me when I say it was an adventure. Afterward we took the train to the Schlossplatz (Palace Square) and enjoyed a beer and some ice cream.
There aren’t enough pics to justify a Google Plus album, so I’ve added them below.
*We call him M33p (meep!) because when he doesn’t agree with something he unknowingly emits a little squeal/squeak, like Beaker. Besides, using a pseudonym means I can publish information about him without asking his permission, and I’m really lazy.