Lufthansa sucks

Lufthansa has an incredible advertising department. Really, before this flight I would've had only positive things to say about them. And that's because I'd never flown with lufthansa before. Cramped footroom, no personal little seat tv, and awful inflight meals (okay, airline food is never good, but still) made me almost go crazy. Thank god I had my little netbook. I can't believe how great this thing is. I watched two 2 hour+ movies and still had like 3 hours of battery life left. It's incredible. I watched Max Manus and the Lives of other people on the way over. Two films that make Germans look like total assholes in different eras. They were great though, and between free drinks (I had no idea drinks were free on international flights xD), bad food, good movies, and some music, I didn't really have to spend any time looking out the window bored out of my mind.

Anyway, when I landed in Germany it was 6am their time but still only like 12am for me. So I got out of the airport (EU customs are great btw, I showed the guy my passport and went straight through) and started looking around for a way into the main part of the city.

So I wander onto a German bus and ask the busdriver how much a ticket costs. He responds in German. I ask if he speaks English and he starts speaking more German. I remember that German is kind of like Swedish (actually someone told me that Swedish sounds like child talk to Germans) so I decide to try some of my very limited Swedish.

Me: Hur mycket for en bussbiljett?

Bus driver guy gives me a funny look and I feel stupid for thinking that would work.

Bus driver is running out of patience. I look down the bus at the 3 people sitting there.

Me: Anyone speak English?

*blank stares*

A girl who kind of looks like harry potter waves from the back and comes up to translate. Thank god... I tell her that I would like to get to Frankfurt and she starts rattling off a bunch of German(?) sounding things. Greeaaattt. I smile and try to look appreciative even though I have no idea what she's trying to tell me. Finally she points at the escalator and I hear the word "train".

Me: Haha okay thanks... I'm gonna set so lost.

I wave goodbye and step off the bus.

The Frankfurt train station is beautiful. In fact, most of the buildings in Frankfurt are. That kind of old world architecture is just so charming. It makes me sad that most of the buildings like that in America are gone now.

Anyway, the area right outside the train station seemed pretty shady. There were literally at least 3 sexshops/nude bars or casinos on every single block for like 5 blocks. Besides that there are a ton of muslimy looking immigrants just standing around. I kept looking over my shoulder expecting someone to pop out with a knife and mug me.

Eventually I got out of that part and by then it was like 2am my time, so I walked into this beautiful old church to sit down for a minute. People are praying up front, so I quietly take a seat in the back.. Shit, I need to cough. This is one of those places where the smallest sound can be heard in the whole building. Hold it hold it hold it hold it please hold it please please please. I get up and speedwalk out into the lobby and let out 2 really big coughs. Even there I'm sure they heard me, but at least there wasn't that awkwardness of breaking into a fit of highly audible coughs while everyone was praying...