After Mr. Engineer tweaking a few dials, a few hand waves and shaking the Captain's hand, it was time to leave Frankfurt and fly to Rome. It is amazing how reassuring a handshake is when you're sitting on a plane, and the Captain shakes the hand of the man in the fluro jacket who's just had his … [Read more...]
Frankfurt Airport
Frankfurt, now there's an interesting name for a city. I wonder what the background is to the name? Beside the association and my thinking of German sausages, we arrived at Frankfurt Airport at 5.30am in the morning. Unfortunately the sun wasn't up by the time we got here, however, we were awake … [Read more...]