This is one post in a series on visiting Paris:
1. Surprising Someone With a Trip to Paris
2. The Newark Lufthansa Senator Lounge
3. Lufthansa Business Class from EWR-FRA
4. The Hilton Frankfurt Airport
5. Roaming Frankfurt Wild
6. The Radisson Blu Le Metropolitan Hotel, Paris Eiffel
7. The Park Hyatt Paris Vendôme
8. Dining in Paris: Boco
9. Dining in Paris: Café Kléber
10. The Lufthansa Senators Lounge in Frankfurt
11. Lufthansa Business Class from FRA-JFK
12. Intra-Europe Business Class on Lufthansa
We flew from Paris to Frankfurt and had a five hour layover. We tried to kill some time in the Duty Free Shop, and ten minutes later, we still had 4 hours and 50 minutes to kill. So we headed over to the Senators Lounge in Terminal 1, Z area.
The Senators Lounge is accessible with Star Gold status and a ticket on a Star Alliance Flight. My US Airways club access only gets me into the Business Class Lounge, and my Business Class tickets got me into the Business Class Lounge too.
The first thing to know about this lounge is if you miss the sun and outdoors, they brought it to you:
This seemed cheesy until I walked around the front and saw you could recline out in front of the sun. And suddenly… I… really… wanted… to.
I didn’t take a photo because there were people taking a few zzz’s, but I suddenly understood why the scene was there.
There was a great mobile charging station that I wish domestic lounges had more of.
There was a bread station where you could get custom spreads put on your sandwich. I may have had *cough* three *cough* pretzels during our time in the lounge. They are just a huge weak spot of mine.
There were sandwiches, yogurts, and mini salads with lots of toppings you can add.
And potato salads, pickles, radish salads, and other sides to add to it.
There were coffee stations scattered around with bottled still and sparkling water.
and there were plenty of spirits around–plus apelweis.
The lounge was almost completely full of business travelers, except for one family of four with an especially rambunctious son, who was seriously running around in circles screaming.
He was, until his mother brought him a glass of apple juice.
Wait, is that apple juice or is it…
Fifteen minutes later, the kid was out cold. I’m not sure how legal this is in Frankfurt, but it did the trick?