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Sausage Bounce

A quick stopover in Frankfurt on the way home means: catching up with relatives via telephone - there's nothing like being within the same national boundaries to trigger a bit of (still remote) family bonding; stocking on top notch German dental products; finding time for a hefeweizen and a cheeky wurst.

Above - the Lufthansa lounge work spaces include these rather foreboding power sockets.

Writing from Frankfurt | May 16, 2008 | Permalink