And off to Manchester

Travel tubes at Manchester Airport

Yesterday was all visiting with family, today was a leisurely progress to Manchester airport. Tomorrow morning we fly home.

A restaurant with a view at the airport hotel

Back to Oxford

A table with a view at Frankfurt airport

The trip is almost over, we made our leisurely way back to Britain today, with nothing else to do except get there. We left plenty of time, as Frankfurt airport has a reputation for being confusing. But things went smoothly, so we ended up with plenty of time to spare, and watched the previous plane leave.

On the way into Oxford, we took a detour to finally find some fish and chips. When we got to the hotel, we got the “quaint” room. That means low doors and exposed medieval woodwork. 

A relaxed airport worker has the plane on a leash
Pushing the plane back, still on a leash
Fish & Chips
Finally, fish and chips
The “quaint” room (there is no camera trickery in this pic)


An amusing statue near the Rittergasse in Sachsenhausen

We took a trip into Sachsenhausen today, that’s the trendy bit of Frankfurt south of the river. We took the tram and stopped in Otto Hahn Plaza, mainly because he came to our attention yesterday. There didn’t seem to be much happening there, but the next stop near Schweizer Platz, a shopping district, was much livelier.

Then we went looking for the Rittergasse, which is supposed to be the party end of town. That involved a tram to the amusingly named Frankensteiner Platz. We found both the Big (Große) and Little (Kleine) Rittergasse. The Kleine Rittergasse seemed to be the party place, with lots of bars, and even the real exotic like a Hooters. Though they were all closed.

Where to find the Best Worscht in town. (Highly rated.) Just down from Schweizer Platz.
The Frankfurt skyline seen from Frankensteiner Platz
Not Home
A quaint looking shop “I was at home last night”.
No Elephants
… with a no pachyderm policy
Kleine Rittergasse (everything’s closed)
A well worn looking hostelry on Kleine Rittergasse

City Museum

A small selection of coins from the City Museum’s extensive collection

For an encore, we visited the City Museum. This was also quite fascinating for other reasons. There was an interesting section about the reconstruction after the war, which explained why a lot of buildings in the centre looked both old and modern at the same time. Part of the debate was whether to restyle the town in a modern style, or rebuild in the old style. A lot was rebuilt in the old styles, so your 1960s vintage house can look medieval.

This being Frankfurt, you couldn’t get away from money, there was gallery dedicated to all the coins of medieval Germany. As there were around 40 separate states, that’s a lot of coins. There was also more contemporary exhibits, including the counters from a bank office, these included a “Drumbo” tchotchke, which Cathy had been looking to find.

The coin gallery at the city museum
A robot selects different dioramas to display inside a “snow globe”.
A display of ordinary things from the the 1970s.
All that remained of someone’s household after an air raid in WWII.
Bank counters from a branch of the Dresden Bank, with “Drumbo” tchotchke

Archaeological Museum

Roman enamel work at the archeological museum. To be confusing, enamel is “email” in German, email also means email to confuse Google Translate

The archaeological museum was quite fascinating, heavily biased to the Roman past of Frankfurt. We got audio-guides in English, but all the signage was only in German. A little puzzling and a lot of Google Translate got us the gist of things.

Actual Roman ceiling. The plaster has been painstakingly moved to an exhibit in the archaeological museum.
Roman games and gaming pieces
Roman erotica
Roman leather items
A selection of “Jupiter Columns”, religious monuments most common in Roman Germania

Frankfurt again

The Euro sculpture glows at night

We tried to rest our feet today, but didn’t quite manage that. We went to see a couple of museums; the archaeological museum, and the city museum. Both were extremely good, more on that later.

The closest stop to the archaeological museum was Willy Brandt Plaza, where the Euro statue was. (Willy Brandt was the chancellor of (West) Germany from about as young as I remember such things, in case you were wondering.)

A bust of Otto Hahn, marking his birthplace, outside a market hall

Something unexpected, we were looking for lunch in a market hall somewhere in town when we came across this bust of Otto Hahn. I vaguely remember him has an important person in science history, but had to look up the details. The plaque at the base mentions a Nobel Prize, the plaque under his bust has chemical formulae.

92 Uranium + neutron =
56 Barium + 36 Krypton
Otto Hahn

That’s basically what won him the Nobel Prize, the formula for nuclear fission of uranium. He was actually a chemist, not a physicist, but his chemistry led to the only conclusion, that fission was taking place. Then he left the details to the physicists to work out. He got the prize alone for the work, though some people think Lise Meitner, and maybe Otto Frisch deserved some of the glory as well.

I hadn’t noticed that Otto was a Frankfurter, as Frankfurt makes most noise about Goethe, the guy who wrote Faust, as their famous son. Like I said, all German towns have a famous son they’re proud of, but Otto Hahn wasn’t the one mentioned.

We didn’t make any effort to visit Goethe sites, but we did wander by the house walking from dinner to the tram stop. The tram stop was Willy Brandt plaza again, and this time I took pictures of the Euro statue all lit up.

Gothe House
The Goethe House in Frankfurt
The holocaust memorial behind the town hall. It has a list of concentration camps on its plinth.
Rats keller
The ratskeller, actually at the back of the town hall

Frankfurt: The centre

The Germans can have a statue to the Euro, without irony

We took a tram into Central Frankfurt today, to see what’s what. We got off at Römer which seems to be the centre of things.

The Römer is the old town hall (aka Rathaus), on the Römerberg (a plaza). Römer means “Roman”, but is named for a guy called Römer who sold it to the city several hundred years ago. It currently houses the tourist information office.

The Römer, the Frankfurt Rathaus on Römerberg.
Something weird on the fountain in the middle of the Römerberg. There is a sign which says “Taken”.
Another amusing bin on Paulsplatz, just across from Römerberg
Another cathedral
The modern art museum


The Ebbelwei Expreß, or Apple wine express. Ebbelwei (apple wine) is a Frankfurt specialty, and this special tram takes you around town and feeds you ebbelwei and pretzels.

Today was mostly about getting to Frankfurt. The original plan was for the boat to end up in Frankfurt, so we got a hotel within walking distance of the mooring. With the change of plans, we ended up in Mainz, 40km away. So Crystal bussed us to Frankfurt, normally they only do transfers to the airport.

The bus did take us by Frankfurt airport to drop some others off, and then it got lost looking for the Sheraton (where two of our fellow passengers were staying the night before their morning flight). At least the front entrance of the Sheraton; we found the back of the hotel (with no evident entrance), but there was no way to get from there to the front. Frankfurt airport is notorious for being confusing.

Eventually we did make it to our hotel. We did go for a late walk to find out where we could catch a tram into town, which is when we saw the Ebbelwei Expreß as above.

Some of the backstreets behind the hotel


The town museum in Mainz, with a very shiny horse atop

We’ve got as far as the boat is going to take us now, we’re in Mainz. We’ll get off the boat tomorrow. We decided not to go on the early tours in Rudesheim, and had a lie in. The boat sailed at 11 and got to Mainz at 2ish. On the way we saw both France and Switzerland, or at least boats named for them.

We decided not to take the tour into town, wanting to rest our feet. For Mainz Gutenberg, the guy who made printing practical, was the subject. It seems just about every German town has a famous son they’re inordinately proud of, like Beethoven (Bonn), Marx (Trier) and now Gutenberg.

We took a leisurely stroll into town, and managed to not find any life in about an hour of wandering, until we stumbled on a more lively part of town. We seemed to be parked in the Government end of town, and it was a Saturday, so nothing was open.

Not such dramatic scenery on the way to Mainz, more rolling hills. You can see the boat’s coaches in the pic, they followed the boat (by road) so there was always transport for the passengers. We saw them a few times and they made a friendly beep as they passed.
We saw France
…and Switzerland. We didn’t think we were going to get to see Switzerland.
Our guide yesterday said that it is said the best thing about Wiesbaden (above) is the view of Mainz (said by those from Mainz, which is across the river). From this view, they may be right.
Although the view of Mainz wasn’t much better at that point, we seemed to be in the industrial end of things.
Looks like a cathedral (in Mainz)
It looks like it used to be a traffic camera, now it looks like art (maybe)
Some public art in Mainz. A comment on the existential problems of modern life maybe? Or a more simple message, “Screwed”?


La Finesse, a string quartet (yes, this pic only shows three of them)

We eventually got to Rudesheim, a little later than planned, and we quickly got bussed off to the “Signature Event”, a concert in Wiesbaden at the “Kurhaus” (originally a fabulous Art Nouveau spa building, now the city’s convention and social center). We saw a performance by La Finesse (a rather modern string quartet).

As you can see they used bows which would light up. Very effective while performing a selection from Star Wars, it looked like they were wielding lightsabers. The show was a mix of classic and modern pieces (even some Led Zeppelin!), with fancy light effects for extra zing.

It was rather late by the time we got back to the boat for a late snack, past 11pm.

The concert venue at the Kurhaus