landed
Some 26 hours later I arrive in the land of erm.. concrete and Mercedes from what I can tell. Frankfurt is a little like an 80's 3 series BMW. It comes in grey, greenish grey and more grey and appears functional if not a little bland.

Blog of revelations.
1. Never squat down whilst wearing a laden backpack in public or you'll end up looking like a retarded turtle. Although legs in the air and subsequent full second of adrenaline will cure some jet lag.
2. Be certain the bus driver knows you want to go to the city and not the city motel - which is nowhere near the city, go figure.
3. If you need to use a pc it wont have a querty keyboard. Dont get used to it as every keyboard manufactured for use in Europe has its key positions assigned by random.
4. When you´ve had your fill of the German tap beer at the local Australian pub (it looked enticing after 25 hours of flights) and your ready to pay and wobble off down the street make sure the chap at the bar doesnt confuse ´pay now?´ with ´another round chap!´ or you'll need your GPS.