A Life in Waiting

Talk about a long travel day.  It started out with a two hour train ride from Helsinki to Tampere, Finland.  From Tampere train station a ½ hour bus ride to the Tampere Airport followed by a three hour flight to Frankfurt where I had an overnight layover.  When I arrived in Frankfurt the couchsurfer who generously offered to host me for the night, was waiting for me at the airport.  What a pleasant surprise!

I ended up going with him to a small German village that was only five minutes from the airport, where Carston (the couchsurfer) lived.  The village was tiny.  A guess of maybe two thousands inhabitants, it had only one market and one restaurant/pub that I could see.  We went for a nighttime walk through the town and I was amazed at how clean, orderly and attractive this place was.  Almost too nice.  Everything was perfectly in place and just spotlessly clean.  True German efficiency at work here.

As a most gracious host, Carston offered me my own room and bed after we shared a bottle of wine and compared travel stories.  After a restful night sleep, I hop on the early bus and head back to the airport where I now have six hours to kill waiting for my flight out. 

As my ass has gotten quite sore sitting here on the floor (the only place I could find power), I am finding that I have written enough today about my adventures.  The only thought going through my head right now is wondering how my bike is.  Is it still there?  Has it been the subject of theft, towing or some other act?  I’m sure it’s fine, but I can’t get it out of my head that I am going to arrive and find my lock and chain attached to the railing with nothing on the other end.  Man would that be a miserable way to begin an adventure.

Wish me luck and hopefully I’m stressing for nothing…

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