This is the last posting on Franzi’s weekend trip crossdressed to the city of Aachen. After lunch and sightseeing, I went back to my hotel to pick up my luggage and hung out in the lobby for a while, until it was time to leave for the train station.
The letters you see on the wall behind Franzi are part of a symbol that you find all over the city of Aachen. Such bronze plates on the ground lead you the historical path through the city of Aachen.
But what is it? It is the seal or monogram of Carl the Great, Charlemagne, KAROLUS. But what happened to the vowels? At first you think Hebrew, no vowels! But they are all there: the upper half of the central rhombus represents the letter A, the lower half the letter U, and the rhombus itself the letter O. As Charlemagne could not read or write – like probably 95% of the European population at that time – he signed off on all documents, which had been adorned with his monogram by a writer, by adding the two little streaks or lines in the form of a “y” in the center, his “enforcement mark” or “signum.”
I called a taxi and left on time, only to find out that the train arriving from Brussels was running half an hour late. And then we had that ordeal again that due to an earlier train accident and track damage, we had to use a regular-speed and longer train route to Cologne, before turning onto the ICE super-highway between Cologne and Frankfurt.
At Aachen central station, waiting for the train
My seat in first class coach
And the elevator shot back at home in Frankfurt, after three wonderful, very enjoyable, and incident-free days en femme. Or as John "Hannibal" Smith would put it: “I love it when a plan comes together.”
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