Stuffed

Snow in the Park

Steve excelled himself in the kitchen this weekend. I have been treated to French Toast with bacon, banana and Canadian maple syrup, Sweet Potato and Capsicum Soup, Grilled Salmon with mango salsa AND divine White Chocolate Cheesecake with berry topping.

With all that decadence we agreed that we at had to make it to the gym at least one. I’ve noticed that there is a noticeable difference between the women’s change rooms in London and Frankfurt. In London its quite a modest affair with people getting changed using the Tent Manoeuvre, shimmying into undies under the cover of their towel. This is more in line with Australian style of public change rooms. In Frankfurt this modesty is completely dispensed with. The move de jour here is Moisturise and Chat. At any time you are likely to encounter several women flaunting toned bodies, saggy boobs, Brazilians and caesarian scars equally nonchalantly, thoroughly moisturising every inch of their bodies while chatting to their gym buddy. This is all done in a slow leisurely fashion and they are usually still there after I’ve showered, changed and blow dryed my hair. And I can report that the myth of hairy German women is completely unfounded.