Bockenheim - Where the Students Hang Out
Bockenheim is the part of town where the Johann von Goethe University is located. Because of it's proximity to the University, there are a lot of places where you can meet other students.
There are lots of shops, bars and restaurants here that cater to student's (or those who live like students) tastes. There are 2 major streets where you drink coffee and eat lunch to your heart's content, and this part of town has the most I-Net cafes in all of Frankfurt.
What they really don't have here is night life. Ironically, the night life is not where the students hang out during the day - night spots are scattered all over town, and unlike Cologne or Munich, they are not bunched together, except for Alt Sachsenhausen - which the locals often shun because of the commercialism and the prices. Going out for ice cream on a side-walk-café in the Leipziger Straße in Summertime.
Frankfurt's National Drink - Able-Voy (Ebbelwoi)
Anybody can drink beer, but only true Hessians live to drink Apple Wine, or Apfelwein, as it's properly called. The Offenbachers just call it "Ebbelwoi" or "Ebbler" or "eine Schoppe".
Keep in mind that this stuff for the untrained tongue will taste like vinegar to some, or brake degreaser to others. If any true Frankfurters bother to read this page they will be insulted.
This wine is traditionally made from Speierling Apples, small, sour tasting apples that produce lots of sugar acid when it ferments, to give the wine it's characteristic taste.
There are different forms of this product, including Cidre, which is cut apple wine with lower alcohol content. The real McCoy has approximately 5.8% alcohol, which puts it near the alcohol content of German beer. What most people don't realise is that apple wine doesn't stop fermenting when it hits your stomach, and can even turn the food you just ate into alcohol too, especially if you have eaten anything sour.
The good and bad news: Apple Wine is a double-whammy drink.
They serve it traditionally in the glasses like in the picture, which are quarter liter glasses - two glasses and you need to take a taxi home.
For those who aspire to become one of the natives, you can ween yourself into liking it by ordering a "Zus-ge-spritz-ter" or half wine, half 7-UP. Then move on to "Zower-ge-spritz-ter" or half wine, half soda water. Then you can graduate to the real thing. Frankfurters can hardly wait until Fall, when they can finally order "Rauscher". Rausch is the German word for "stoned", or for Apple Juice that has just turned into wine. Whoever can drink a half a liter of Rauscher and walk a straight line can honestly claim he cannot get drunk.
Doctors claim that a few glasses every now and then are actually healthy, because the acid content is high enough to kill virus-loaded bacteria, helicopter bacteria, fungus, mold and other forms of alien life in your intestines.
Saturday Main Ufer Flea Market
Every Saturday from 8-14 is along the Main Riverside at "Museumsufer" Frankfurt's biggest flea market, where you can everything. It's very international flair from Turkey to Russia you find dealers and customers here! Plan 1-2 hours for a visit here!
Butzbach is a small town north of Frankfurt in the Wetterau region, not well-known but part of the "half-timbered road", a tourist itinerary which will take you to towns and villages with some of the most beautiful half-timbered architecture in Germany. While Butzbach has lots of pretty half-timbered houses all over the town, the most beautiful sight will be the historic marketplace.
20 minutes with car, from Frankfurt drive north direction Kassel on motorway A5, take exit "Butzbach".
Saturday Flea market
On Saturday morning we crossed the river from our hotel and went for a wander along Museumsufer (the Museum Embankment), towards the Eiserner Steg (Iron Bridge). In the section between Untermainbruke and Eiserner Steg there is a Flea Market every Saturday morning.
We had a look at the market as we walked along the road. I was impressed with the endless stalls and the interesting stuff that was for sale. I could have browsed happily for an hour or two, but there wasn't that much time in our itinerary to linger, and anyway, Alex is not a fan of Flea Markets… It did seem like the whole town had come out for a shop and a natter - the market was lively and everyone seemed to know each other. There was lots of bric-a-brac and I know for sure I would have found a bargain or two. Next time I return without the husband ; )