Gutenberg Museum Stand at the Frankfurt Book Fair Photo copyright Nicolette Stewart
The Frankfurt Book Fair is a meeting point for book lovers, and the enormous fair hall pulses: with color, passion, and beautiful, beautiful books. Book people–from authors to publishers and everyone in between–have descended on Frankfurt, and for the next five days, Frankfurt will be the unofficial capital of books.
I spent the morning wandering the cavernous halls, getting a feel for the layout and taking pictures of books and stands. I think I could spend the next year here and not manage to see it all. The program booklet is as thick as a telephone book, though I doubt I’ll make it to even half of the interesting events I’ve circled. A large “Lesezelt” (reading tend) has been set up in the courtyard outside, and there are rumored to be readings by Finnish authors happening in a sauna (how that is supposed to work I have no idea).
This is a preview of First Day at the Frankfurt Book Fair: Photo Impressions.
The Rhein-Main Therme had two delightful log-cabin-style outdoor saunas. Photo (cc) flickr user Romain Cloff
I’ve written about it before, and I’ll write about it again. I can’t get enough. I’d do it every single week if I could. Every day even. I’m talking about visiting the sauna. And for anyone who loves the steamy tradition, Germany is a great place to be.
Frankfurt am Main. Photo (cc) flickr user doistrakh
Frankfurt, Dresden, Frankfurt, Mainz, Frankfurt. It seems I can’t move to another city in Germany without making a stop back in the first German town I ever called home. And now, as of Saturday, here I am calling it home again. Who’d have thought?
My husband certainly hadn’t. I’d always had a soft spot for the city—there were so many gritty, interesting little corners—and after all, Frankfurt ist ein Dorf (Frankfurt is a village). It may be one of Germany’s big cities and its banking capital, but it doesn’t feel like a big city. Particularly not after you’ve been in New York. But that is part of its beauty: it has a small-town feeling with a big-city’s perks. I’ve never understood why so many expat bloggers spend so much time railing on the place. It’s quite charming if you give it a chance, I say, though my husband is yet another who has never been able to see the place through my eyes.
This is a preview of Expat Life: Hello, Frankfurt.