SpaceBass: Europe 2004
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We soon grew bored of the train station, like about right after we arrived. Before we could leave, however, we needed a map of Frankfurt and we needed to activate our Eurail pass so we wouldn't have to worry about it later, when we would need to be worrying about catching our damn train.

The map was easy enough; we just found the local tourist office in the train station (tourist offices in Europe are like the holy land to non-foreplanning travelers - they have everything and they'll even find a hotel room for you without you having to do a thing except tell them how much you're willing to pay!) and got our free map, along with directions to the Eurail kiosk, which we, in our half-awake, stumbling stupor, had not been able to locate. It was next door to the tourist office.

It took longer to wait in line behind three people than it actually took to activate our pass. We bought a SaverPass, which allows two to five people to travel on any participating trains (almost anywhere in Europe, except England, which is snobby about its trains, among other things), but is limited to certain countries and a set amount of days of travel, and you have to travel together. Our pass had six travel days on it, and was good for travel in Germany, France, and some mythical country called "Benelux," which apparently stands for "Your countries are pitiful and do not deserve to be named individually." Benelux is what you get when you mash Belgium, Luxembourg, and the Netherlands together. And, if you whip in a little milk and butter, it's quite delicious!

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Off we set, to find the wonderful Wizard of...no wait, we were looking for more beer, or maybe some coffee. "Let's explore Frankfurt!" we said. And so we did, shortly coming to a cute little square with some sort of festivities in swing. This was the most activity we saw all day, as no one had informed us that Germany was closed on Sundays.

There was apparently some sort of wine festival or something happening on Sunday, however. There was music and there were little booths. What wasn't there was a huge crowd of people. There was a fountain though! Snazzy.

We wandered around, looking at cool-looking buildings and thinking, "Hmm, a building." Sometimes we took pictures of them. Sometimes we took pictures of each other in front of them. Most of the time we tried to pretend we didn't still have nine and a half hours to kill.

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We decided to venture further out from the center of town and the precious train station. Soon, we happened upon a river! Right there in the middle of the city! Those Germans sure are amazing engineers.

The river was so pretty, it was declared Honorary Travelogue Banner Material. We knocked our heads together in celebration, breaking Roger's sunglasses.

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