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Deutsche Bundesbahn

Posted in Travel with tags , , , on November 11, 2013 by David McInerny

IMG_3238The 1:29 pm train from Frankfurt to Amsterdam pulled out from the main station at precisely 1:29 pm. If any country runs a train system better than Germany and Switzerland, I have yet to discover it. The trains are always clean and quiet, and the restaurant car serves amazingly good food. First class isn’t a ridiculous surcharge and is well worth the leather seats, ample legroom, free newspaper, coffee and snacks and an attendant for each car.

One particularly satisfying part of the German rail service occurs when you purchase a ticket. Tellers make it a point of honor to never charge full fare, and the search for a discount is entertainment itself.  Frequent traveler card? No. Student? No. Over 60? No. Handicapped? Not physically.

After a few more moments of scowling at the computer screen, the teller’s face suddenly brightened and she informed me that the tracks were under repair near Amersfoort, and the requisite train change would cause me a degree of inconvenience. As a result, she was authorized to give me a discount. With her honor retained, and my wallet less violated, I walked away with my ticket.

Train travel triggers introspection as the pastures, mountains and small burgs pass by the window. For me, these are times when I become glorious aware that I am in Europe! I climbed on the train in Frankfurt, Germany and I will step off in Amsterdam, The Netherlands. Wow. I have been fortunate to travel internationally my entire life, but these moments of epiphany remain super-charged, and I will never, ever take them for granted.

The train stopped for a moment, and I looked up from my book to see the Gothic magnificence of Cologne’s cathedral filling my window. As I said, super-charged.

 

Frankfurt Altstadt

Posted in Books, Food, Travel with tags , , , , on November 8, 2013 by David McInerny

IMG_3219There is a comfort in visiting German cities in that there is always the reliable Altstadt, or Old City, predictably waiting in the epicenter of town. Simply look for the tallest church spire in the skyline and walk toward it. Soon cars will be diverted away, and the streets will turn cobbled. Then a main square opens up revealing the church, ornate 18th century structures, and the formidable Rathaus, or Town Hall. Frankfurt is no exception. 

It’s easy to understand why the welcoming feel of the typical German Altstadt has been the inspiration of places as diverse as Epcot and downtown Vail. Impeccably clean and tidy, Frankfurt’s Altstadt is as inviting as any German city, but with more of a sense of coziness than Munich’s or Cologne’s. While, as anywhere, you’ll pay more for a meal for the privilege of location and a view, once situated the tourist is welcomed and his rusty German tolerated, if with mild amusement. Outdoor cafes abound, as do the inimitable German Gasthaus, guesthouse, which is the equivalent of the French bistro. The culinary anchor of Frankfurt’s square is the Schwartzer Stern, or Black Star restaurant, and its prices reflect its reputation. I prefer a seat outside at a cafe, where I can watch an accordionist and clarinetist play soft jazz to the passersby for coins tossed on a blanket.

The Frankfurt Altstadt has the additional benefit of boasting the birthplace of Germany’s literary son, Goethe. Faust, his great tragic play, is still a perennial favorite among Germans and remains on the “great books” list of major Universities. It was a joy to stumble across the house and have a surprise chance to see the excellent museum inside.

Frankfurt is the European hub for many U.S. airlines so, if on the way to Munich, Paris, or Rome you have a layover in Frankfurt lasting more than two hours, the Altstadt here is well worth the ten minute cab ride from the airport.

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