Arrived in Frankfurt around 12 pm and, following daughter Molly’s directions, made my way to her school, the elementary section of the Frankfurt International School, in the Naurod suburb of Wiesbaden, arriving around 2 pm. Had to change some money to do that, and while the commission was still usurious, it was not as bad as at Dulles.I got winded by the long walk up the hill to the school in Naurod, even though I was just carrying my day pack, which made me a little anxious about the whole trip as I still had no idea what lay ahead in Belarus.
After spending some time with Molly and her class, we drove around a little on errands and then back to her place, which was very near the Wiesbaden central train station, and I waited there (working on lectures) until her return from her Friday night German class. Met her beau, Sebastian, and we went out for dinner at a classic, German style restaurant in the old city. He drove in his BMW 1 series wagon. I slept that night on the couch (very comfortable).