Today I truly don’t have much to report! I was train bound from 11:00 to 7:00, which should have been an easy feat, but was made more complicated by things out of my control. I was only supposed to change trains twice today, but wound up changing 6 times! There was a fire in one of the train tunnels in Italy, so we had to change trains 4 times as a detour to get to Basel, Switzerland. Expect the unexpected is all I can say. It would have been fine if someone was helping to guide all of the passengers where they needed to go, but we were pretty well on our own. I was worried that I’d miss my connection in Basel for Frankfurt, but thankfully the fates were with me and I was fine. So, I’m now I’m in Frankfurt.
Germany wins in the supermarket department so far. Actually, the Swiss grocery store was really good too, but kind of the same difference, since it was in the German part of Switzerland! I got into Frankfurt at around 7:30 and was starved so I wandered out to see if I could find a market of some sort. The market I found was dirt cheap. It’s called Penny or something like that, and I got loads of snacks and some yummy dinner supplies. The chocolate and sweets in Germany really take me back to being a kid again. Being of German heritage I remember going to the German deli and picking up some of these candies… Maoam, Fritt and Fruitella. Sisters, do you remember these cookies? I thought they looked familiar, and I bought them because I thought they were covered in chocolate (they aren’t) but when I ate the first one all of these memories came flooding back. They’re alphabet shapes and really crispy and I think vaguely chocolate flavour. Strangely tasty, and took me back about 30 odd years. Ritter Sport chocolate bars are the bomb over here, so I had to have the little pack of mini ones to try all the different flavours. (naturally!)
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I bought some decongestant this morning at the pharmacy so I’m starting to feel better. The pharmacist spoke English so I actually was able to get exactly what I needed. There aren’t ant recognizable brands here, so I couldn’t just grab Nyquill or Sudafed or something like that. It’s so easy to take for granted how easy it is to do well, ANYTHING when you’re home in your familiar territory. When you have to do it in a foreign country in a foreign language it’s suddenly a challenge. I’m just glad he spoke English so I didn’t have to “act out” that I had a sore throat and snort loudly to show him that my nose was plugged. That would have just been embarrassing!
What makes peanuts better than a crunchy cracker coating?
Salty and delicious dinner…
These are the kind of things I get up to when left to my own devices… the cookies in action!