I recently went to Frankfurt on a business trip. I would have loved to see more and get a proper sense of the place but I ended up with only a bitterly cold night to have a quick look round. Such is the dislocation of coming from a meeting room called Barcelona in Helsinki to one called Paris in Frankfurt. Norman Fosters Commerzbank looked like something from a Flash Gordon film of the thirties in the night with the bright yellow lights, not at all like the sleek hi-tech silver product of the daytime.See here my photos of Frankfurt.
