Waking up the next morning in Germany, once again at an incredibly early hour (by my regular standards, despite best efforts) and after another hearty German breakfast that added on a couple of remorse-laps of the pool in my mind
Where I left off last time, we’d arrived into Frankfurt Airport and Anna was enjoying the hospitality of the local welcome committee, consisting of a power-tripping security guard - who despite failing to stand near the metal detector, felt it
For our long-awaited and booked last-minute trip to Germany, we were left, highly unusually, with little to no option but Lufthansa. Myself & Lufty have had something of a chequered past, as I have found their outstation agents to be