…und salsa tanzen. Die perfect Freitag abend in Deutschland. Plus, any time spent with the fearless FAZ intern crew is time well spent.)
Just as I’m wrapping things up here, I’m discovering that the real Frankfurt averts its eyes from visitors who do nothing more than fly in for a few days for business meetings. To really experience this city, it’s imperative to put in the effort. My initial impression that Frankfurt is little more than bankers and their playthings has been happily proven false. Most of all, I love the idea of a city that hides its true face from passers-by.
Like any good relationship, Frankfurt blooms when pursued.
My long walks proved fruitful this week when I discovered a series of dressmakers working in their shops in the city’s north end.
Everyone is preparing for autumn…
….but the weather finally feels like summer.









