On the train from Madrid to Paris, we were joined in our compartment by Fernando (late twenties) and Father Maximiliano (early thirties) from Argentina. We chatted for hours first in English, then in Spanish (for a full hour), then in Spanglish for the remainder of the trip. Maximiliano showed us his new crusader helmet that he purchased for the whopping sum of one hundred euro... We tried it on and took pictures. They were a lot of fun and I'm so happy to have met them.
From Paris Austerlitz, we rushed our asses off to Paris Est, made our train to Karlsruhe, and then went to Frankfurt. Once in Frankfurt, we took a bus to the Holiday Inn Express. The building is snazzy, the staff incredibly friendly and helpful, and the room, perfectly comfortable to prepare us for the end of the journey.
Once settled, we went out to find a place to eat. We celebrated my 100th day and reminisced about Spain from the inside of a rundown, shady, and empty bar that managed to whip up some delicious schnitzel with mushrooms and fries. As was necessary, a delicious German beer accompanied the meal.
This trip has been unbelievable and exhausting. It was the perfect length. I'm ready for home, but haven't yet had a day that I didn't enjoy!
The journey home starts tomorrow afternoon!