Category Archives: Boppard

Am Frankfurt

The Chinese girls arrive home at the Boppard hotel from Frankfurt at midday Saturday; an all-nighter. Karaoke, shots, Chinese songs, R&B, Rihanna, Jay-Z. I tell them about “Online” and the sounds of the 1080s. Sounds horrible, they say. Exhausted now, … Continue reading

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Bopping to AOR

So, a short walk along and next to the Rhine on the second attempt to make Boppard with all the speeding car, toy train, barge and cruise-liner semiotics. That’s ok, sometimes the vineyard wanderings make me a little too sublime-centric. … Continue reading

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Circular St. Goar

An early Biedermann heavy frustuk. A glamourous blonde German woman of the later years says: “I hope you jogged,” when I explain where I have walked from. In the wi-fi annex I meet Antonio, an Australian travelling with his wife. … Continue reading

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