Just arrived in Frankfurt. One of the kids didn't feel well - no wonder, after having been forced to wait for seven hours in one of the world's worst airports, Doha. Blissfully, dinner in a nearby Australian restaurant helped to restore him to his regular self. Nita allowed herself a veggie burger, whereas Andre grimly stuck to salad. The restaurent was recommended to us to by the guy from our hotel, named Hotel Victoria. A peculiar coincidence: we stay in hotel Victoria and eat in an Australian restaurant in our last holiday before settling in Melbourne (that's right, the capital of Victoria, a state in Australia).