Weekend trip crossdressed: Journey by train to Aachen

If you have read the reports on my previous weekend trips crossdressed, you know the sequence: Months ahead, I start to write down idea and concept, time and location, travel and accommodation, program and events, outfits, packing list, challenges. And then I go about to book and reserve, anything from vacation days, hotel room and train tickets, to evening entertainment.

 

If you have not read my previous posting from three days earlier, I strongly recommend to do so before reading on here. This posting today is about Franzi’s trip to Aachen by ICE high-speed train. It wasn’t so much a high-speed experience, due to an accident some weeks earlier that left quite a bit of damage, for which reason we had to use a regular-speed and longer train route.

 

The postings to follow within the next couple of weeks will then report on dinner on Friday evening and a visit to one of my former hangouts, on shopping and lunch on Saturday, on sightseeing in the historic parts of town in the afternoon, on a piano concert at Eurogress Aachen in the evening, on a visit to Ludwig Forum on Sunday morning, sightseeing part two, including the Cathedral Aachen and lunch, and on the trip home Sunday afternoon.

 

Here we go: I left home en femme around 12:30 pm on Friday with my big suitcase, walked to the nearby bus stop, and headed to Frankfurt’s south station. There is a farmer’s market every Friday right outside south station.

 

Portrait of the day, on the bus already

Because I had some time to spare, before my connecting train to Frankfurt central station would leave, I walked over the farmers market and incidentally ended at where I knew a wine stand to be. An older lady that I walked by complimented me on my “lovely dress.

Having arrived at Frankfurt central station, I checked to confirm the platform, from which my direct ICE high-speed train to Aachen was to leave.

While I was sitting on the train, I took a selfie. At that very moment, a police officer walked by and asked if I would want him to take a picture of me, which – of course – I could not pass up on. 

Two years ago, the small digital camera, which I had been using during my outings, broke, and I have since used by cellular phone exclusively. But recently, I bought a new small digital camera just to make sure I have options and do not exclusively rely on my cellular for pictures.

After a longer-than-expected trip, due to the aforementioned track damage, Franzi arrived at Aachen central station and took a taxi to her hotel, located right on the inner city loop or “Grabenring,” which is where the inner of the former two city walls was located.

A drawing of the City of Aachen from 1576 (e.g. Wikipedia), with its two city walls and the “Dom St. Marien zu Aachen” (Cathedral Aachen) in the center, which was built between 795 and 803.

On the way to the hotel room, after check-in.

I am an “unpacker,” as I had told you before. That means, when I arrive at a hotel room, I take most major items out of my suitcase, I check if they are in good order, I prepare them for later use, and I hang them up in the closet. After having changed to the evening outfit (#2 in my previous posting), Franzi headed out for a drink and dinner. And a great dinner was it going to be!