We’d been looking to get out of Frankfurt for a couple of weeks, but the price of the Bahn coupled with our seriously empty bank balances meant all bets were off. Thankfully, a friend of mine agreed to run us
So we continued onwards, eventually winding up standing right outside Hannover’s extremely picturesque town hall, an old building that seems to have been one of the few to escape the destruction of the Second World War. With the weather –