Day two in Frankfurt. Lot's to do. Got in a solid sleep (at last) at the Kaiserhof and today it's checking details off the todo list. Like finding out how the heck I am going to get to the swim start at 0600 tomorrow when it is five miles from the finish. The swim is in a lake in a part of town called Zeppelinheim so one can only hope that they are blarring appropriate music as the athletes get ready to, ahem, Rock 'n Roll. The bike leg promises to be fun, two loops with climbs earning such dramatic nicknames as "The Beast", "The Hell", "Huhnerberg" and "Heartbreak Hill". As for a translation of Huhnerberg the closest I can come up with at this point is, roughly (from the Italian) "that painful place where legs feel like honey gelato." The others, I trust, speak for themselves.
Photos: Hauptbanhof, der central train station, now sporting a bank logo. The finish area is assembled at Romerberg Platz. Another example of the old and the new (in terms of architecture). A vertical shopping mall with a cafe at the top.
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