Frankfurt-red light district!

     Let's see I left off just realizing that I got off the train in the red light district in Frankfurt. As I walked past strip club, after strip club, and past three high story dominatrix super stores, I laughed to myself at where my instincts have lead me. Strangely I did not feel afraid though, maybe because there was a lot of people and for the most part the streets were very well light, and I didn't go in the alleys that looked dark of course. I actually felt safer there than I do in China Town in some parts. Any way, as I walked, I decided to pop into a bar and get a drink and ask where, if any, are there places to go listen to music and dance? The bartender said there was a place and all I had to do was walk about four more blocks more outward (out from the train station). Now, I spent all my euros on the drink I had, and had to save the rest for the train ride back to the air port. But I had all night to explore and I could sleep on the air plane back home, so I decided to continue my quest for dance music after my gin and tonic double with lime.
     After a few blocks the red light district turned into a business district with lots of large executive financial buildings and banks, similar to our own down town honolulu. Then after a block or so more, finally I saw a club. The club was called "The Living Room", which was very funny at the time, because in Oahu at that time, there was a club at the Fisherman's Warf which was also called "The Living Room" which I used to love to go to, until the promoters changed from Imaginary Friends. But what caught my eye is the event that was going on next to the club. By the way the club was very chique with very tall glass walls, with water fountains on the outside, and the music the dj played was euro electronic techno and dance, some classic songs of that time still remind me of that club. But back to what I was saying caught my eye (apologies for the scattered writing tonight) next to the club, it was an outdoor art show with live dj's spinning outside on the grass and people were dancing outside on the grass as well. Now this is what I like and at the time lived for. I was very in to the art and music scene and to be able to experience this in Frankfurt was nothing less than magical and fantastic. I danced under the stars next to complete strangers where we smiled and had great vibes. I don't remember the artwork that well, but I remember walking around, alone, probably the only non speaking German there, (or not), it really didn't matter because there was no judgement, and I guess you could say we were all there to enjoy the music and the art and from that common link lingual and verbal communication could be surpassed.
     At this out door party I met a German gentleman that by the stroke of luck, worked at the airport! So, long story short, he ended up driving me back to the airport, so I didn't have to catch the train, and we got to drive his mercedes (everyone in Germany has a mercedes!) on the autovan! (which of course was awesome!) And I made it back to the airport in time to catch my flight to San Francisco, and then Honolulu. >