We souvenired a Frankfurt Calendar and spent an enjoyable couple of days familiarising ourselves with the pictures on it. Visiting the statues of The Bull and The Bear, we overheard a local guide explaining that these belonged to the stock exchange. Without knowing it he had explained the significance of the huge bull we had photographed outside the stock exchange in Manhattan. Evidently Wall Street only thought it necessary to highlight the Bull Market; Frankfurt chose to show the downside as well as the upside.
We spent our last day of sightseeing at the Palmengarten, a huge Botanical Garden in the centre of town. It is well laid out and maintained and was a very enjoyable excursion.
When we booked our flight, we hadn't worried about accommodation. As it turned out we were able to find a near-new, three-room apartment 5km from the main station, via a short subway ride and a 400-metre walk.
It had all the facilities we required, and as an added bonus the same subway, with one change, deposited us inside the airport when we were ready to start our long flight home. This included a marathon flight to Hong Kong, a 13-hour stopover, another 11-hour flight to Auckland, then the short hop to Gisborne.
We had plenty of time in transit to summarise some of the things we had done and seen in three months. After a late night flight into Vladivostok we had travelled by boats, trains and buses from the East of Russia to Saint Petersburg in the west; through the Baltic States into what is now Eastern Europe; finally crossing a large part of Germany. We had visited nine countries in all. We had made our own way, booking accommodation and transport as we travelled. With help along the way from many new friends, these patient souls made our journey possible. Their willingness to help compensated for our lack of linguistic skills.
We had experienced the influences which shaped European history, ancient, medieval, modern, in peace and war. Words like awesome, wonderful, seem a little extreme. Much simpler to say we left a hat in Helsinki, a pair of sandals in Frankfurt and bits of our hearts everywhere. Any misgivings we may have ever had about the risks of travelling on the seats of our pants have been completely dispelled.
We returned to Gisborne very happy to be home, but determined that, there will be another journey like this one in our future.