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A while back I had a couchsurfing guest. When she left she had so much stuff that she wanted to leave behind a gift she had received from a person in NZ. For someone not travelling the gift would have been fine. However to a 20 year old backpacker, with a full backpack, with months of on the road travel through Asia it was just awkward. I guess it was the thought that counts. Carrying around a glassware table display I incorrectly referred to as "the tooth" was not going to happen. She instead attempted to gift the piece onto me. Instead of accepting the gift I promised instead to deliver it to her in Germany on my next visit. After all she is Blonde, and German. And yes as you all know this means I would do anything for her. It is why I'm not a 007 international spy.
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Finally I have completed the mission. She asked I not tag her on facebook. She wasn't as excited to have a photo with the sculpture as I was to take the photo. Featuring on my travel blog is totally different!
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My first re-named coffee for this trip. Chan! |
We had a great day. Walking around Frankfurt. I had seen Frankfurt before. But for some strange reason I suspect I missed some of the historical points. Easy to do in Europe. Go left and you find nothing. Go right and you find marvellous architecture and a grand historical square.
The evening was devoted to another couchsurfing catch up. Interestingly it had been 4 years since I had hosted the girls. One is now a qualified pilot and a the other an IT consultant. Wowsers. So good to see them all grown up. And well they did catch me out on my memory of what I had done with them etc. At least I took them to Max Brenner. I got that right. And they still remember.
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This is the view back to my hotel across the river which looked at this |
Some Tim Tams may have been harmed after these meet ups. All 12 packets I managed to smuggle out from Australia have now been distributed. Somehow backpack still feels heavier by the day.
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