Frankfurt - Day 2

So after a bit of a lay in we decided that a Frankfurt walkabout was in order, just a gentle wander about she said!!. So seven, (yes 7) hours later was get back to the hotel, gentle wander my arse!! This is how the day panned out,
We wandered to the reception where I had some nice Assam Tea and Bee had a particularly evil cup of coffee and by evil I do not mean you could see an image of Beelzebub in the cup, Bee’s pupils were the size of pinholes after drinking it, caffeine plus plus! We then set off back to the S bahn station at Messe and got a day travellers tickets and headed back to the city. At this point I should inform you that at no point were the tickets we brought inspected.
We jumped off one stop earlier than yesterday and walked though a green area (if I remember correctly, it’s called a park) and up to the main street, via a Starbucks for a double shot skinny latte. I must point out that I do not really need skinny latte, well I mean tbh what difference does it make!!. We arrived at the market square to find the Italian festival was on again, and all the wonderful pork products were being set-up for sale, but alas, the stalls were not open. As its Sunday, Germany sorts of shuts down and all the shops are shut (snigger). So instead of shopping, we strolled down the entire length of the main strasse (please note the correct use of German) and past the Gay thingy which starting to be set up again, when we got to the end of the strasse the green area (commonly known as a park) started up again, so we bumbled through this until we popped out right next to the Main, which is the river in Frankfurt. As this looked rather spiffing we walked along the riverside with all the German joggers, psychotic cyclists (these Germans are maniacs on pushbikes) and assorted others out for a Sunday morning stroll. Eventually we got to the museum district. Now being used to such impressive buildings as the Science Museum and Nat History building in London, I was too say the least underwhelmed. The Museums we just large houses, ok they were defiantly Germanic and I could imagine Leopold the 15th wandering out in his spiky helmet and handlebar tash, but they did not urge me to visit. However we notice a museum that did interest both Bee and I, the museum of film history, so we crossed the road and headed to the entrance, it was however under renovation, I was a touched miffed we had been walking for nearly 3 hours, and for me that’s close to a lifetime!! So with the lack of anything worth visiting we started to cross the river, at this point we heard the strains of a Saxophone playing in one of the large houses, sorry I mean museums. It was the Liebieghaus, so we decided to take a peek, and there it was.... a Free Jazz festival (definitely worth 3 hours walking!). So we got some tea, coffee and cake and sat back to the strains of contemporary Improv Jazz, all that was missing was a bloke on a high stool with a black roll neck jersey saying ‘nice’. But as soon as we got the drinks the music stopped, oh well the tea, coffee and cake was good.
Short break over, we started wandering again, only this time as far as a tram stop, so we hop on the 21 tram to the HBF or main train station for those hard of German skills, and then on a number 11 toward the city centre again, we then bumbled about some more doing the touristy thing until we both needed some sustenance, we found this nice Italian restaurant in a small cobbled square, and for those who have not been to a German town or city these are commonplace, with nice big parasols all over the place and peeps drink beer, wine and cocktails in the barely warm 16Deg C. Oh yes I forgot the weather report at the top of the page, Its cloudy and overcast and 16-17C ... Brrrrrrrr. Ok back to lunch, as the weather was so nice we sat outside, Bee had a nice Tomato and Mozzarella Salad and I plumped for the Lasagne and a glass of Vino, the food was great and the wine spot on. We sat around at the restaurant for quite a while people watching and reading our matching Kindles (well its better than wearing matching tops!)
Then back out again and we walked straight into a lovely old square near the DOM, here we bimbled some more, in and out of the tourist shops. Now I was told that the Germans don’t really have a sense of Humour, but they must have some as we found postcards with pictures of Frankfurt in 1945, boy did the RAF make a mess of that place!! Of course I purchased one as a long lasting memory of my visit to Frankfurt, I wonder if all German towns have similar postcards? So by this time we were both getting walked out, and we decided to find a nice Cafe to sit, people watch and read some more, this took us about an hour to find one that had a seat, so more bloody walking was done, and where did we end up... in the same damn starbucks where we started the day!!!