Arriving in Frankfurt (Jeremy)

The next day we took a 4-hour train from Amsterdam to Frankfurt, Germany, to meet up with some family friends who my mother and sister had stayed with last summer and who had just recently visited back home in Lancaster and NYC. In Frankfurt, we were met at the train by Jean-Jacques who took us on the commuter rail (S-Bahn) out to their home in the suburbs. There we met his wife, Helena, and daughter, Natasha. They were fantastic hosts! They cooked dinner for us (Vegetarian, too), set us up with a fold out bed, and told us all about the area. They had just been traveling in France, and had lots of fresh cheese to eat before it went bad, so we had a more traditionally French dinner with a main course, salad after, then cheese and wine, then dessert (what luxury..). Before bed we had possible itineraries for at least 2 or 3 days, full bellies, and dry, not breaking down, not tent accommodations. Fantastic!