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Last year (now before last), my dear husband managed to escape on a business trip in the month of December. Good luck, his little eyes zonked after this trip was bugging me all year, so the question of the gift at the party, I clearly defined - a trip to Germany!

Well, thanks to the gifts that I have not denied even once - and we went.

The hotel we booked through its turmenedzhera, but about the whole ekskursionki agreed with the guide, who accompanied the righteous in my last trip - and not regretted it even once.

Origin we had right from Lufthansa in Frankfurt. Who does not fly from the local "international" airport - do not understand all the charms, but too bad! Start with the fact that aeroportik something very mediocre, but still accepts international flights from the former CIS countries as well. So, while we were waiting for my flight, in the waiting room there were no Slav except us - the flight to Baku detained for 8 hours. E-me! I was afraid of the toilet, one to go!

Just do not ask me a question, how I feel about people of Caucasian nationality, because I do not belong to them! I have friends and acquaintances from different regions of our vast country, and was never meant to, who they father and mother, but after spending two hours with a feeling that I was not sitting at the airport, and on fruit and vegetable market (and women around me almost that was not!) I swollen specifically.

Male softly neighing, when I firmly stated that if the whole room is flying to Frankfurt - Im staying home. Thank God for our plane, but we got more people 10 Germans, a couple of Arabs and one Hungarian (he sat with us and we are very pleased to have communicated with him in flight). Tell how local ministering