Cairo Welcomes Me

Poor Clay had to come pick me up at the airport at 3:30am. We get back to his apartment, and like Rachael commented, sleeping is the last thing I want to do after traveling/sleeping for the past 30 hours. After staying awake and chit-chatting with me for a sensible amount of time, he fell asleep on the couch. I am excited to be here.
I had 9 hours to enjoy Frankfurt. There was an outdoor fair-type thing going on in the city center. Street performers at every corner, outdoor vendors selling arts and food and the sorts. I love stuff like that. I felt lucky to be there. I realized as I was sitting on the park bench, by myself, watching all of this take place around me....I am an adult. Here I am in the middle of Germany, by myself. I don't know what took place from the time I was barely able to ride my bike to the store to buy a candy bar to buying a plane ticket around the world.

I was so tired and cold in Frankfurt (my packing list included 2 skirts and one pair of capris, two shirts, and one light-weight fleece) that I went into a church and "meditated" (slept) for a half an hour. I bought a journal the night before I left Provo with the hopes of filling it with all sorts of introspective thoughts--I started writing in it while sitting on a park bench in the middle of this outdoor fair in the Romer Platz. I'm looking forward to all sorts of opportunities to think about things a little differently than I have in the past.
I wasn't sure what to do with all of my time, so I went to a restaurant and ordered Weiner Schnitzel. Sounds like the right thing to do while in Germany, right Gilbert?