This morning when we got up Jay and I decided to check out what was on offer at Frankfurt and then check out the festival. So he's really into theatre and studied theatre, so naturally he wanted to check it out. We got there after a 15 minute walk and couldn't find the entrance to the ticketing booth so he could buy a ticket for the show tonight. Nope. Walked up. Down. Around. Nothing. Asked the age next door, they sent us to the back. We went there and security asked us what we were doing and we asked for directions to the theatre. He sent us back to where we came from. So we went back and it rained. No joke, we spent 30 minutes doing this. It wasn't a problem but just so annoying we got sent back and forth. Then we went back to get some warmer clothes at the hostel and chilled for a little.
Nick and Rosa came with us to the festival too, which was great. But it started raining and then stopped. So we got food and from there it started to pour down harder and we gave up and went back to the hostel to dry up. From there we watched more whores walking down the road with stuffed up bung legs. One guy flashed his ankle and it was infected, you could see it. Without a doubt. It was horrible. So we had a beer and chilled then went back to the festival after a few hours.
Once we saw what we wants Jay went to the theatre and I got a badge for €4 so I could go ink a few museums. Even if I saw one it would pay itself off. Well the first was the architecture museum, then the communications as finally a massive one with pop art and art from the 1300s. But they forced me to wear my little backpack at the front. I felt like an Asian tourist doing this. And I was so tired as well from walking around. I went back and had a nap at the hostel after it though.
Then I went with the Irish guy from my room to get food, all I wanted was Turkish sweets and I got it. We went back to the hostel and "Little Miss Sunshine" was playing for the movie night. That ended and I hopped online and checked into my Ryanair flight. Hope I did it right.
But I give you two photos. One is of locks on a bridge (how original) and the other of Frankfurt's in Frankfurt!


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