Scott and I are presently in transit to Iraq via Frankfurt, Germany and Amman, Jordan. I’ve had many stopovers in Frankfurt, but this one certainly ranks up there as far as interesting ones are concerned.

We exited the train station and started walking towards the Rhine. Our destination was the old market square where we would try to eat as many German sausages as possible before heading back to the airport.

We walked down broad and narrow streets on our journey. Both were laden on both sides with police vehicles – dozens upon dozens of them. Cars, trucks, vans, troop carriers.

Something was up.

We approached the market square and saw that thousands of people were assembled at all entrances.

Scott and I stumbled upon, and then inserted ourselves into, a clash of Nazi and Anti-Nazi demonstrators. Boisterous, whistle-blowing, drum-pounding chants filled the air. Fists were shaking. Tempers were raging.

A few hundred Nazis were surrounded by thousands of Anti-Nazi citizens who were yelling "Nazis go, Nazis go" repeatedly. Throngs of police in full riot gear kept the two factions apart.

It was all rather surreal. Scott and I passed through a tented area where we were frisked and searched. It emptied into the full cauldron of people expressing their dissatisfaction with the horde of Nazis.

The photos below will tell you part of the story.

And, for the record, we ate five sausages each.

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