Heidi the Cowgirl Cabbie From Frankfurt

I have arrived safely in Boppard Germany thanks to my cowboy booted cabbie, Heidi.The buck skin jacket and pack of West cigarettes also a tip off to her love of the American West. As the first to arrive of my small group I had to track my big boned beauty at the Frankfurt Airport for a one hour ride to the sticks. Boppard was so out there that Heidi’s GPS was screaming in German. We had a fascinating conversation on the way with her very little English and my minimal German, she has a son, that is pretty much all we could piece together. We did stop though at my request for some coffee and that broke the ice. We are bonded, especially since I went into the train station to track down the Bellevue Hotel for her. Heidi then dumped me off and fled back to Frankfurt!

Boppard I have since discovered is a pretty cool little town on the banks of the Rhine and my view of the river from the hotel is great even in the pouring rain. I dumped my bags and strolled through the town making stops to let the Boppardians know I was in around. I counted 34 morgen (good mornings) between the 1 Euro Shop and my café of choice. I think I am going to like it here. If not perhaps Heidi could pick me back up, if her GPS starts working.