Early to rise, Tim and I went to say our goodbyes to his grandfather and Aunt Barbara. We talked with them for a little bit, and then made our way to the Lorrach Train station. Leaving Lorrach was almost painful, I felt like I was at home there. We didn’t really know what to expect in Frankfurt, and I knew at Lorrach there was always someone we would know that was down to get down with the get down. My opinion of Frankfurt was skeptical, I didn’t know if it was going to be safe, fun, social, and clean. My opinion of the city changed about the time I stepped off the train. We got off at a massive train station. It looked like a scene out of Harry Potter ( and yes Tim and I
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