We keep the routine the same as usual and L takes the dogs
for their morning yomp around the streets. Once back they have their breakfast
as usual, we stash our bags on the back seat and the dogs jump in the boot.
Wise old Doggo settles down as it must be the time of year
for that long trip to Scotland. Three miles down the road he’s being enrolled
at the Premier Pets Hotel. It happens so fast I don’t think he and MD had
chance to grasp what was happening.
Feeling incredibly guilty I drive us to Birmingham airport
where we board a flight to Frankfurt.
We have an overnighter in Frankfurt and stay in the trusty
Holiday Inn. The S-Bahn railway proves very easy in getting us from airport to
hotel and back again the next day.
We're not in the most glamorous part of Frankfurt, assuming
there is a glamorous part but we do find a decent bar with food and German
Altbier. Which isn’t from Frankfurt as most Altbier is brewed in Dusseldorf but
it’s very nice.
(Wednesday 12th February)
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