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.”
Weekends en femme are heaven. Thanks for sharing the joys of yours. I'm still loving that pretty little dress.
ReplyDeleteSo the train from Brussels was late? Well, well, some things never change and these traditions are important! I'm sure Charlemagne wouldn't have tolerated late trains, even if he couldn't read the timetable.
I also wonder if Charlemagne, after a hard day fighting Saxons and Avars and other such people, would go home, pull off his armour and borrow one of his wife's dresses to relax in. You know how it is with these types who seem manly in public!
Sue xx
Dear Sue, Thanks for your comment and interesting thoughts and ideas. I often wonder about the rich and famous in the world (dead or alive) that we read about or whom we see on TV, what they are/were up to when unobserved. Love, Franzi
DeleteThis looked like such a smooth, confidence-boosting trip. I love seeing these go so well for you. Reading this honestly makes me want to plan a little weekend en femme myself one of these days. It sounds incredible to just exist like that for a few days.
ReplyDeleteDear Michelle, Thank you very much for reading and commenting. I can definitely recommend time out full-time en femme. Love, Franzi
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