Speaking of Brothels…..well, my helpful post mentioned them a bit.
I recall when I first arrived in Frankfurt, a beer soaked evening where a “friend”…we shall call him Englebert* decided to introduce me to some of the more ilicit pleasures that can be found in this fair city. Namely, the Red Light District.
Now by introduce me to, I mean [...]
Tags: brothel, drunk, friends, germany
Carrying on from the initial part of my last post, I bring you a demonstration in helpfulness…
So, it’s the summer of ‘06 and the World Cup is underway. England are playing Paraguay here in Frankfurt and the local authorities have setup massive screens on…check it….ON the river. Around 20,000 England fans are lining [...]
Tags: brothel, football, germany, world cup