Went to Hamburg and had a hamburger served by a Hamburger.  Of all the modern wonders.

Hal arrived in to town a week ago.  He flew in to Frankfurt from Spain and had initially planned to spend a day or two there.  Turns out it’s more expensive to sleep there than fly there, so he took an overnight train here and spent a lot of time at the Burger King in the train station.

Since Hamburg is the last major German city we hadn’t been to, and it’s pretty cheap and easy to get there, we decided to go there for a few days.  It’s only 4 hours by slow train (half that on the fast train, but 12x the cost) and we found a reasonable Airbnb place.  There was a brief scare at our layover station in Uelzen when Chris forgot his backpack on the train (which had his laptop and iPad in it), but since it was the last stop and the train simply turned back around 10 minutes later, we were able to get it without issue.  Just added an hour delay to the trip as we waited for the next train.  No big deal.

Our apartment was on a street called Schlump, which still makes me laugh, and was just outside downtown with a subway/bus stop literally just outside the door.  After unloading our stuff we headed back downtown to just wander around for a bit, see what it was like.  The area by the main train station was like a lot of other German city centers.  Lots of stores and people milling about.  But, unlike the cramped quarters of Cologne, the streets here were plenty roomy and the buildings quite large.  We initially started around the Gänselmarkt, which seemed to be the upscale store area.  Chris had taken us there in search of Pizza Hut, which turned out to be a bust (turns out it had been permanently closed, thanks a lot Google Maps).  We wound up at a little Italian place called Ponti which was very good and a decent substitute for the Pizza Hut Chris was searching for.

There was a huge C&A store downtown (C&A is sort of the JC Penny of Germany) that was 6 or 7 floors (that makes for one massive department store).  Hal needed some stuff and I perused the jackets.  Having lost so much weight my winter coat from last year is too big.  I found a long wool coat that I immediately fell in love with and had to have.  It’s probably not quite warm enough for snow, but I just had to have it.  I’ve always wanted to have a long coat, and it looks so good.  Makes me feel like an adult and stuff.

We took some time back at the apartment so Hal could monitor his time lapse camera and stuff.  While sitting and minding my own business on the computer, in the living room, felt a sudden pinch on my shin.  It only took a moment to recognize the sensation and realize I had been stung by a wasp (AKA a yellow jacket) that had crawled up my pant leg.  Probably from when I was on the balcony.  Still, very random and very crappy.  Luckily, I’m not allergic, but there’s a reason I think all bees and their kind are pure evil.  The wasp was promptly squished once I fished it out of my pant leg.  Luckily its stinger had come off as they’re capable of stinging repeatedly.

Shortly after that I forced Hal and Chris to join me in a quick jaunt down to the Reeperbahn, which is Hamburg’s famous red light district (and where the Beatles got their start).  It’s one of those places you go, walk around, and then never return to again.  It was only starting to get crowded, being somewhat early on a Friday night, but I’m still surprised so many strip clubs and sex shops can stay in business right next to each other.  It seemed like every other business on one side of the street was a strip club with people outside trying to convince everyone to come in.  One side street was clearly the gay annex of sorts, but otherwise just lots of clubs and sex shops.  Lots of prostitutes just standing around on corners as well, which took a second to register.  First I thought it was just some women standing around, then remembered where I was.

Hal wanted to get a drink, but it was hard to find a bar that was just a bar in the area.  We finally found a place with a British flag on it and went it.  It was a cramped dive bar that was OK at first, but intolerable once the incredibly loud music started.  We downed our Strongbow Ales and left.  So yeah, that was an experience I guess.

The next morning we headed for a place called Monkey Donuts that was just around the corner as Chris and I were disappointed there were no Dunkin’ Donuts in town.  It seemed like a clone of DD, so it would do.  Unfortunately, it seems to have gone out of business recently and was closed.  We headed downtown and fond a Balzac Coffee instead.  Luckily, they had what was the closest we’ve found to cinnamon buns since we got here, so that was a big plus.

We split ways with Hal so he could get some photo work done without us bogging him down, or vice versa.  We sent to the Rathaus, which is massive (more rooms than Buckingham Palace) and beautiful (it’s the first picture), to meet the free guided tour group.  We had done the Berlin version with the same company earlier this year, and it’s worth the money (i.e. tips only).  The tour took about 3 hours or so and wandered around the usual parts.

Turns out, Hamburg just isn’t that interesting a city.  Don’t get me wrong, it is a gorgeous town and it’s now tied with Munich for my favorite town here.  Would love to go back and spend more time there.  Would love to live there too.  It’s big, but not massive.  Walkable, but with a great transportation system.  Beautiful architecture, both modern and old, and the people seem generally friendly.  Didn’t really come across a bad neighborhood, like we did in Berlin and Cologne, but I’m sure they’re there.  But as far as things to see goes, there’s just not a whole lot.  The town’s history is pretty basic and mildly interesting.  Long story short, after trying to convert Vikings to Christianity (which didn’t go well, duh) they settled on shipping.  There are more bridges there than several major cities combined (over 2,200 apparently).  Most of the city burned down once, cholera killed a bunch of people, was bombed to rubble, blah blah blah, and so on.

That’s the warehouse district, which was plenty interesting.  I’m sure there’s good shopping there, but we didn’t really find it.  Next to that is the new harbor city (HafenCity) they’re building.  Europe’s largest construction project, scheduled to be done by around 2030 most likely.  Building an entirely new city within a city.  It’s impressive.

The harbor is also quite massive.  But you can’t see much of it and we didn’t have time for a boat tour of any kind.

We hunted around for food after that (we did find a Pizza Hut Express, but it didn’t seem worth it) which took quite a while as everything was absolutely packed.  Every city we’ve been in has had a Block House steakhouse restaurant, and Chris and I have perpetually thought about trying them, but they’re not the cheapest of places.  So we broke down and went after nothing else was readily available.  We both got the “New York Cheeseburger,” which isn’t exactly like anything I had seen back home.  An open faced burger?  Well, more like a big patty on top of garlic bread.  There was bruschetta under the melted cheese, which was wonderful.  We were glad we went as it was easily the best German burger we’ve had since we got here.  Germans suck at burgers.

That pretty building with the wavy glass is the new Elbe Philharmonic Hall.  Like all German construction, it’s over schedule and over budget.  It had an original budget of 28 million Euro, but the architects misunderstood that as their personal budget and spent it all.  But the city loved the design so much they went ahead with the it anyways.  So it was budgeted at 240 million Euro or so, and supposed to open in 2009.  It has a really unique bowl design where the orchestra sits in the middle and the audience rises up around them.  Seems cool.  After some delays it was going to open next year.  Then, just recently, building inspectors gave word that the current design doesn’t seem stable enough and they have to start over.  Or modify it.  Or something.  So now it’ll maybe be 2015 and they’re pushing upwards of 500 million Euro.  Yikes.  It looks nice and all, but as our tour guide noted, she’s yet to see a tourist really blown away by it.

We met up with Hal by the lake in the evening, grabbed some desserts, and went back home for the night.  I wanted to get up really early the next morning to visit the famous fish market that happens every Sunday morning from 5 to 10.  It’s supposed to be a massive, massive market.  Not just fish, of course, but more like a massive fish/farmer’s/flea market.  I’m sure there would’ve been great food and stuff.  But we had to catch the 9am train to get back to Göttingen in time for an appointment, and getting up at 6 or so seemed so daunting at that point.  So I didn’t go.  I regret it, but I was also exhausted by the end of Sunday anyways, so it was probably for the best.  Oh well.

So that was Hamburg.  I’d go back again in a heartbeat if possible.  Just a lovely city with a great vibe.  Clean, pretty, personable.  I loved it.


About shrubbo

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Posted on October 19, 2011, in Travel. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Sounds like a wonderful trip – are those some of Hal’s photos?

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