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Tschüss Marburg, Tag Frankfurt

Frankfurt Am Main, Germany - Weihnachtsmarkt
Yesterday, we left the beautiful city of Marburg and made our way to Frankfurt where we will stay until we fly out on Monday. 
The Gummie Store in Marburg
Gummie Bears 
We couldn't help but stop and admire this sweet face
1900 (on the left) - the restaurant where we ate Auflauf and Madison tried Wiener Schnitzel 
Auflauf at 1900
Schnitzel at 1900
St Elisabeth
Madison, Grammie, and Gabrielle in front of the Ferris Wheel at the Marburg Rathaus (Town Hall)
St Elisabeth's daughter Sophie and her son, the future king
Marburg setting up for the Weihnachtsmarkt
Shopping in Marburg
Brothers Grimm Tale The Wolf and the Seven Young Kids

Merry Christmas, Marburg!
As we left Marburg, I wanted to be sure to take photos of the stolpersteine (stumbling stones) on our street that marked where Jewish residents used to live. I saw a few others in Marburg but was unable to photograph them. These were about a block from where we were staying.
Stolpersteine on Weidenhäuser Straße - Read about the Beck Family
We spent most of last night just settling in to our new hotel in Frankfurt and enjoying our meal at an Irish Pub down the road called O'Reilly's. Their fish and chips was delicious!
This morning, we ate at our hotel's breakfast! What a great spread! We made our way to the U-bahn (subway) and to the Christmas Market.

We got off of the subway to see a few stands...

...then rounded the corner to see the Market in all its splendor!
The Frankfurt Weihnachtsmarkt
Being a much bigger city, Frankfurt's Weihnachtsmarkt was much larger than Kassel's. After the rain stopped, it was extra chilly - the perfect time to enjoy more Glühwein. We even got Mom to try some this time and found she liked it!
Mom, Madison and Gabrielle
Frankfurt's official Glühwein mug 
Mom, Gabrielle and moi
Madison, moi, and Gabrielle
We made sure we ate our way through this market, as well. We all enjoyed Bratwurst and shared some roasted sweet almonds and cashews. I bought some Anise candy (that Madison had an unfortunate mispronunciation when reading the German sign "Anis" so that she inquired "What does anus taste like?") We all got a chuckle out of that! 
Hang on Santa!
Frankfurt Carousel 
The Frankfurt Weihnachtsmarkt

Another Christmas Pyramid

Mom was in her glory when she stumbled upon Mickey Mouse (looks like Mickey had a rough flight from Disney to Germany!)
We walked and ate and shopped our way around the Christmas Market for several hours before making our way back to the hotel for a brief nap, then out to dinner. We ate at a nice Italian place, Trattoria Amici, then came back to the hotel for the evening. 
Tomorrow is our last full day in Germany...and while I will be sad to go (especially to leave Gabby!) I will be very happy to return home!


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