I barely remember Frankfurt. At this point I’m not sure I ever actually lived in the states.

Things I miss about ffm:
Kebabs
(at least ones without chips in them)…and gnoblauch sauce. mmmmm

12 germans saying gesundheit after someone sneezes.
In Italy noone says anything unless the sneeze is extra loud then they’ll say something like ‘pronto’, ‘ciao’ or ‘salute!’…ok it’s a point for itality, but I can still miss the germans.

starbucks…
Last time I went to the states I was really surprised that the people at the starbucks by the old office still remembered me. I expect the same behaviour when I go back to DE. Though I have to say I got waaaay more free drinks at the DE starbucks than I ever got in the states.
I enjoy the italian coffee, but it’s just gone so quick (30 seconds). They do have 1 McDonalds in town (which blows my KFC theory), but no other businesses have learned about super sizing in Italy yet 😉
I hope I don’t need a segue there…Going from tiny coffees to gigantic McDonalds orders. it makes sense to me 🙂 I hate McDonalds. I eat there about once every year or two and never by choice…

H&M/C&A
They have 9 bennetons, 14 sisleys, and 1 carrefour. I don’t know where to shop yet.

Public transport.
Catching #11, #12, #4, #5 at any five minute (or so) interval.

Live Music
Dreikönigskeller, Balalaika, Nachtleben, das Bett.

Clothes taking 3 days to dry
Not here…

The Main…
Ok it’s not the med, but hey….It’s all brown and stuff 😉

Humidity…
Not so much…

Joeys and Mr Pizza
Online food ordering…greating thing ever!!!

The Renaissance….
wait a minute!!!

and my people (yo)…

ok so the list isn’t that big cept for my friends. I guess that’s good. So far most of the Italians are great. I’m enjoying myself. I’ve mastered the very basics of Italian.
Stupid things like
‘hello’
‘how are you’
‘good’
‘me’
‘me?’
‘and you’
‘where is veneto street?’
‘here’
‘there’
‘tractor’
‘doctor’
‘boss’
‘enjoy your meal’
‘wine’
‘beer’
‘I would like’
‘yes’
‘no’
‘what is this’
‘bye’

So as long as someone is willing to follow a sript with me we can have deep conversations…(pretend it’s in Italian).

me: Hello, how are you?
random italian: Good.
me: Where is tractor?
random italian: there
me: no
random italian: here
me: yes
random italian: I would like beer
me: I would like wine, and you?
random italian: I would like beer
me: what is this
random italian: tractor
me: boss
random italian: yes
me: enjoy your meal
random italian: no
me: bye
random italian: bye

I’m obviously obsessed with tractors and beer 🙂