The next day we went into town again and my friend bought a cassette player, very nice, for $100 and so we had Israeli music in the room! I kept nagging him that he came to see a new country not stay mentally in Israel. But I think it's just taking some time for him to "arrive". We had a "discussion" about Scientology and a negative article he read. I told him that my future includes Scientology and that I can't marry someone who knows nothing about it. So the compromise we came to was that he would reread Dianetics, which (quote) he stopped reading because there were too many big words, and this time he would use a dictionary. And when I get to Israel he will go with me to the Scientology Center and ask all the questions that the article raised. That's progress for now I think. We have been constantly thrashing out ideas of the future and how it will look.
On our second night in Frankfurt, we dressed up and went out to a casino 40 minutes away by underground and on a bus. We walked and walked for a long time, following a TTurk who volunteered to steer us in the right direction. Since my friend arrived we have kept bumping into Israelis everywhere. I like it when there are none around us because then I can talk in Hebrew and no one understands. the casino, although beautiful from the outside was off-limits to us because we had forgotten to bring our passports. We couldn't get in without them as residents of the towns in the area can't play in the casino.
The next day we rose at a slow pace and lugged our luggage to the endless tubes, trains, and escalators. We got a train to Baden Baden, I used my erasable pen for the first time, as I needed to save all my 15 rides for when I will be with Paula and already I was on my second one. We arrived in Baden Baden. Still a beautiful city. I started doing location on my Friend to ease his entry into a new world. The first task was to find a place to lay our weary bones and fucking bags. We walked up a vertical slope to the Youth Hostel which was closed for checking in butt we could leave our bags there.
We decided that the climb and the fact that they had only dormitories made it a bad proposition and we went all the way down the hill to the information office.
As we were there finding out about hotels for 180 marks, a lady came in and offered a room for 85 marks, including breakfast in her house. We took up the offer and followed our landlady silently to her house. She managed to communicate where all the facilities were with the internationally acknowledged language of hands. It was a small clean cuet room, good enough for us.
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