Anybody Know If This Is A Banksy In Frankfurt?

I was on my way to a "Fourth Advent" party at a friend's place a couple of weeks ago when I spotted what I thought could be a Banksy on a wall of the old jailhouse. I tried to find out if it is a Banksy or not on the internet, but have so far been unsuccessful. Maybe someone out there can confirm one way or the other.

To the right of the possible Banksy, the lower wall has been wallpapered over with some interesting glued on figures reminiscent of Banksy. I think it's pretty damn cool and is something to see if you're ever in Frankfurt. You can check out the location on Google Maps with Street View here, when the wall was blank. The address is Klapperfeldstraße 5.

Feverish And Doing The Hare Krishna Thing

Go Go Goa, India! Get Me Back There!

Where's my scooter to take me to the beach at Morjim?

Instead of enjoying sun, sand, and fresh pineapple juice, I'm sipping coffee in my office in Frankfurt with the cold and rain on the other side of the windows. No more shorts and flip flops for me. How depressing to return to Germany after my short stay in paradise. I've come down with a nasty cold as well.

My fever is talking . . . a Hare Krishna was singing the Maha Mantra as the sun was setting at Vagator Beach . . . Hare Krishna Hare Krishna . . . Krishna Krishna Hare Hare . . . Hare Rama Hare Rama . . . . Rama Rama Hare Hare . . . was only in Goa for a week and a day but it felt like I was away for months . . . perhaps I'll return in January and stay a few weeks . . . if anyone needs recommendations on where to stay or wants the number of the best taxi driver, drop me a line . . . Craig Mac must be disappointed that I didn't do any drugs other than playing in the sea . . . and now I'm off to have disjointed dreams.