Germany...eh.

We landed in Frankfort after a good flight - both of our first transatlantic flights. They served both dinner and breakfast which was a treat since we've lately barely been getting peanuts... We each got to watch a few movies and were able to sleep a bit and got here before we knew it. It's amazing how much smoother a huge plane is. We have a few hours here at the airport before our flight to venice. Still doesn't quite seem real although it does feel weird to hear everyone speaking German - definitely feel like a fish out of water since I only prepared to be in italy... And why don't germans smile? I'm glad we're only passing through. I'll update again when we get to venice.