Having spent a week and a half with Kira and Stefan (thank you for letting me stay on your couch!) I decided to go home for Christmas.
The major international airport is in Frankfurt, a 6.5 hour bus trip from Hamburg. Leaving at 11:30pm on a Saturday, I arrived at 6am on the Sunday. My flight wasn't scheduled until 6pm that night, so I had 12 hours... I managed to fill in my time by visiting the christmas market and yet another art gallery which too had Picasso. This exhibit focussed on his period during the 20s as a producer of avant-garde plays. The plays themselves were a bit arty for me and the costumes suitably Picasso...
Frankfurt was bombed to smithereens in the Second World War (go the allies!) The city has been rebuilt as a modern expanse of skyscrapers. It has a nice river too, which you can see from the photos.
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