Saturday, February 20, 2016

When flustered there is still time for chocolate

At the time I was leaving Frankfurt there were 2 things I knew. One was I was going to be getting a cold. And the 2nd was if I left early enough there would b plenty of time for a Lindt Chocolate Museum stop in Cologne on the way to the airport.

Alas it was only after leaving the hotel that it all began to turn... The Fly-Train combination ticket I had bought needed a secondary ticket. Only I just realised this when I was at the main station boarding train to Cologne. It was only a mention in sentence of an attachment to an email document to my flight ticket. To click here to download ticket. 

So knowing this and not wanting to be fined by Deutsche Bahn I got off at Frankfurt Airport to sort it out, as I had time. I thought I would merely need to print a ticket. 2 hours later...  I was totally flustered and no better protected from questioning. Deutsche Bahn couldn't print the ticket, Frankfurt Airport Internet was worse than carrier pigeon, and the airline wasn't represented at Frankfurt. Heck I even got a Starbucks coffee only to be told they didn't have a separate wifi.

After 2hrs I had had enough. This was taking my Cologne lunch stop away. I got on a train and then just pleaded my case to the conductors. They saw all the evidence and then just let me be. I explained that both airline or Bahn had led me on goose chase. I suspect I wasn't the first.

Anyway I got into Cologne just after 1:30pm. My international flight was at 6:30pm. I was flustered and getting sick. But my calculations there was still time.

The walk to the chocolate museum took way less time than expected. All good. I was in. And straight to the chocolate wafer lady. And again. And again. Ok now I could think again.

Ah but not rationally apparently as all of a sudden I was placing an order for a personalised chocolate block. 35min wait was now informed to be 45min. Which meant I was cutting fine for my luggage at Cologne HBF in 2hr lockers.

Alas setting chocolate is like a watched pot. How frickin' long. And why did she stop at 745 when my number was 749. That's another 10 minutes right there waiting for the next crop! Eventually it arrived and all in the world came into peace.

And like a courier as soon as package was in possession I was off. Bags collected and onto a local train to Cologne Bonn airport.





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