Sunday

Today I made my first big mistake of the trip.

I woke up at 6am to the sound of at least 4 snorers (and apparently I was doing it that night too lol). In my room, there are two really chronic snorers: Mark and this other guy, who never showers and had revenge taken upon him. If you're not asleep by the time they are, then you've got no chance at all. I looked over at Vaki and he was sleeping with his pillow wrapped around his head lol. I stayed in bed til 7 and then went down and had breakfast. When I got back and opened the door, Vaki woke up.
"Du gehst heute Morgen?" (Are you leaving this morning?)
"Ja, ich muss nur meine Skie abholen und dann gehe ich zum Hauptbahnhof" (Yeah, I just need to pick up my skis, and then I'll go to the station)
(Did you leave your skis at the station?)
(No, I mean I have to pick them up from the shop.)
(But today is Sunday, the shop is not open)
($%&!**************!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) (hence the facebook message)
(I told you this already, why didn't you pick them up yesterday man!)
(Because I'm a ****ing idiot)

On top of this, I could feel that I was developing a cold, and a headache started straight away. I sulked in the corner for a little while and then went downstairs to find out the shop's phone number in the tiny hope that someone might be there anyway. I sulkily ate breakfast with Vaki and then called the shop..No luck, answering machine. I felt better after that, I accepted my fate, rang up the place where I was meant to be staying tonight and the next 9 days, and told them I wouldn't arrive til tomorrow. The woman on the line was really nice and told me they'd pick me up from the station if I told them what time my train would arrive, so I was feeling positive again by the time I hung up the phone. We went for a walk along the Main, talking about the training he did for soccer (they did 3 hour long runs, nuts!) and dodgem cars and other random stuff, then went down to the train station to change my ticket. It turned out, I didn't even need to do that because my ticket is valid for tomorrow as well lol.

We went back to the Hostel and played chess for a while, then grabbed lunch and took it upstairs in my tupperware containers (I wanted to go for a run, so I wanted to keep it for later). The path was really crowded! It seemed like everyone was spending his day outside! I had to duck and weave a little to get around. I raced a few people (I don't think they realised though:P) but there wasn't really any competition besides the cargo ship. It seems like only really old people run in Frankfurt. Vaki told me that's because the good runners don't like running on the asphalt path (I've been running on the grass next to it), so they go to dirt trails in the outskirts of the city. I'd really like to go to his home city, Kassel. It's the second biggest city in the state (behind Frankfurt), but it has a lot more in the way of nature reserves. Apparently there are 80km of running trails:O

Afterwards I showered for the second time this trip (I know gross, but you don't sweat in this weather, and when you wear at least 4 layers at all times, you don't smell either:P) and managed to get all my clothes wet because the showers at the hostel are really stupid. They turn off after 10 seconds, so you have to keep pressing the button and the shower head has a crap nozzle that sprays everwhere! At least I was warm though:)

Vaki and this other guy in our room had been smok(iff)ing, and hence were too chilled out to talk about anything interesting, so I went internet caffing (ICing) and managed to remember what I did the last 3 days and wrote about it in my blog. And then I wrote about writing it in my blog. And then I wrote about writing about writing about it in my blog. And then I wrote about writing about writing about writing about it in my blog. Lame:P

When everything goes well, I'll be in Baiersbronn tomorrow afternoon with my skis and maybe have time for a quick ski before it gets dark (5pm):)

-ciao