Lisa and I were dropped off at Ft. Lauderdale International at 7:45 last night to embark on our much-anticipated Eastern European backpacking adventure. We flew on Condor, an airline neither of us had heard of before and were a little skeptical about. By a little, I mean a lot. We booked the flight because it was the cheapest one we could find, but we were half expecting to show up to the airport and discover we were riding on a cargo carrier. Much to our delight, Condor had a legitimate check in counter at the terminal and we were going to be flying on a 767, made for passengers. The plane was nice and the food was about as good as airline food gets. The flight was also surprisingly empty, which was nice because we got the entire row to ourselves. Even so, neither of us slept very much.
We arrived at the Frankfurt airport around 2 p.m. local time, but it felt like 8 in the morning to us. The mixture of excitement, disorientation, and intercom announcements blaring in German made us a little anxious as we collected our bags and tried to figure out how to get to our hostel. We hopped on a train from the airport and went three stops to Haubtbanhoff, Frankfurt’s centrally located, main train station. After stopping in a Starbucks to ask directions, we walked for about 10 minutes to our hostel.
We were staying at the Pension Bruns, a small bed and breakfast type hostel that we booked based on the reviews on hostelworld.com. When we arrived they asked us if it would be ok if they moved us to their sister hotel across the street, because the room we reserved was taken. At first this seemed kind of annoying, but the hotel was right next-door, and the room had its own bathroom and was really nice. We settled in, took a short nap and set out to explore Frankfurt.