Some pictures from walking around the Hamburg Landungsbrucke and altstadt. The Landungsbrucke is like canalside times a million with more actual shipping traffic.





We also saw the Hamburg city hall, which was ridiculously big. It looks it was built in the same style as the city hall we saw a month before in Philly. I wonder if they were trying to copy the Hamburg one.


A fountain in the middle of the city hall had this statue of a lady stomping on a dragon.











The city is so capitalistic even the churches have stores and restaurants attached.

After walking around we went to some of the gay bars around the Hauptbahnhof. They were mostly terrible and smoky, but at one we ended up chatting with a old-time Hamburger who gave us some recommendations.

After Flensburg it was back to Hamburg. We took the regional express back, through Tarp (Yvonne's town), and Neumuenster.


On the way there I managed to book another AirBnb there (no we don't plan ahead for anything). It was in a neighborhood called Altona on the west side of Hamburg.

We stayed on this street called Gaußstraße, right across from this crusty punk encampment of trailers. " >(MAP TO: )
When we got there, there was a girl with a pack of like 9 dogs following her out of the alley it was in.

(e:paul) was having a small-time meltdown when we got there. I think he was stressed out by big city life after being in Flensburg. So we walked around to get some food, and ended up at this amazing Vietnamese place called Green Papaya.

On the same street (e:paul) got pulled into some film project where he sat in a taxi and answered questions about religion, music and politics. I'm glad I didn't get picked because I wouldn't have been able to answer fast enough.

I'm going to end my posting drought because he's letting me post his vacation pictures. I barely took any!

From the Volkspark hill we heard a bunch of people cheering and yelling to music down by the way. We thought it might have been a concert. It turns out it was a outdoor viewing of the euromeister. I don't like soccer but it was fun with some elephant beer (10%) and erdnuss flips (peanut puffs) beforehand.

Everyone at the event was a giant. I felt average height at least.

On Sunday the 12th we were back by ourselves. So we grabbed our brötchens and started wandering around the town again.
We ate at a vegan cafe called "Molly und Alf"

The food was alright, I think I had a seitan parm type panini. I don't think I ever had vegan cheese before - I barely noticed the difference it was so mild.

There was a band playing music in the sudermarkt and everyone was watching.



Paul wanted to rest before we walked to his old school, so we went back up the hill on the stairs to our wohnung. I got a few pictures of the cemetary and Terry imitating the Flensburger Löwe.





Later we walked around the fjord to where Paul's old school used to be.

Gangsta clothes.

Even on a cloudy day the water was nice. To get to the where the school was you had to walk all the way around the fjord, up the east side, and climb up through the volkspark. The folkspark was this huge forested hill right on the edge of the city. I don't think I've ever seen anything like it. You could live in it and nobody would ever find you.








They had a ton of excerise and balance equipment you could use. I'm not sure what was for the kinder and what wasn't but we tried it all.

By the time we got to Paul's old school it turns out they got rid of most of it when it merged into the city's university. His dorms may have still been there (?) but they were houses now.

Apparently Paul used to sit on some of these benches auf pilzen. I bet it was nice.