Public Holiday in Frankfurt

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As the train took us towards Frankfurt Main Hbf from the airport, E and I were so puzzled. How can we be the only 2 people riding the train? Looking out the window, there were only 3 people walking very slowly on the plate form. It was 8:00 Friday morning. Where is everyone? Where is the rush hour and traffic jam? We finally realized it was a public holiday. I don't like public holidays in Europe when all the shops and lots of restaurants are closed. Oh well, we were jet-lagged anyway.

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