Our last night in Frankfurt, we headed downtown to put a lock on the bridge. The U-bahn ride and trip to Hauptwache, a place I visited multiple times a week for the last three years, felt shadowed with good byes.
We took a few last shots of downtown, then sat at Felderblicks, our local German restaurant.
We feel so fortunate we got to call Frankfurt home for three years. We visited ten countries and dozens of cities. We walked through thousands of tulip bulbs in the World's Largest Garden, admired the Mona Lisa, learned about authentic gelato, listened to the Call for Prayer in Istanbul, walked over the iconic bridge at St. Andrew's Old Course, learned to ski in Garmisch, rode our bikes through cobbled streets in Brugge, swam in the Mediterranean, played on a German golf team, savoured a twelve course meal at a Michelin three-star, attended a first class international school, hiked in the Alps…
I already miss it.
