|My hotel room in Frankfurt|
|Train station window in Frankfurt|
Fortunately, the lady called me back with a plan: take the train directly to Rothenburg and I'd meet up with the tour there. Feeling calmer, I went to a machine to get a ticket and found at least six Rothenburgs in Germany. So, I had to go to the service desk to find out where to go and, after I bought the correct ticket, back to the service desk to find out which platform and train to take. The ticket said nothing about the train #, time of departure, etc. I also couldn't find train schedules anywhere. To settle down a bit, I went back to McDonald's for a mango smoothie. The lady had said she'd call me back and let me know the hotel to go to when I arrived in Rothenburg. Couldn't help worrying that my phone bill would be crippling when I got back.
|Lovely old-world train station in Frankfurt|
Then, to top things off today -- my watch broke!
The lady from the tour company called while I was on the train and gave me information about the hotel and confirmed that a taxi would be waiting for me when I arrived, along with the tour documents that I should have picked up in Frankfurt. Looks like everything is back on track (so to speak).
Note: people talk about not being checked for tickets on trains, but I've been checked every time so far.