We rode our bikes through some of the eastern park over to the Voelkerschlactdenkmal, or Monument to the Battle of the Nations. The monument commemorates the defeat of Napolean which happened near Leipzig and was built between 1898-1913.

It's a 300 ft concrete and granite monument, that you can climb up to the very top in. I've never seen anything more impressive, especially built before 1900. The views from the top are incredible. When I was climbing the twisted narrow staircase to the lookout platform, I was almost dizzy.

It's obviously from a terrible time of nationalism, especially leading up to WWI but you have to give the construction props.

A nearby Russian church gaudily covered in gold.

After our day out riding around Leipzig, we decided to go out. We tried some of the gay bars - once again suprisingly small and empty. One was a sports bar cafe called Cafe Apart, but the second one, Havana was a lot better. We met two guys named Marcus and Mathias (I now believe every man in Germany has one of these two names). They were two music students who lived in Leipzig, and were playing in Bachfest.

We hung out at the one bar for a while, and I really got to practice my German. It's easier when you've had a couple beers.

Later we took our bikes over to another bar called Flower Power. I don't think any bars there have a closing time, but this one was most popular from 4am-12pm. It seemed kind of like the Pink, if people at the pink were crazy enough to stay 8 hours.

When we left it was pouring outside. We said bye to our friends and tried to race an S-Bahn station. I was so tired I couldn't even figure out the right tickets to buy while the trains kept coming. At this point we were just soaked so we kept riding through the rain.

When we got back to the hotel it was something like 7am.

The first night in Leipzig we were relaxing and watching TV. I discovered my new favorite German celebrity after Ladykracher.

His name is Bernd and he is a curmudgenly loaf of bread. Every night on the children's channel Kika, he has a clip that loops from 9pm - 6 am. They almost always involve a disembodied voice with a robot arm, making him do something he hates, in an empty white room. i love Bernd.

The first episode I saw was "Social Media", where he's forced to join a social media site.



My favorite line is when the robot asks him to post something and he says "Wenn ich posten will, werd ich Breiftraeger" (If I wanted to post something, I'd be a postman".

And they say Gemans are humorless.

The next day we left Hamburg. Once again we didn't know where we were going or staying but we decided we'd figure it out on the train east.

Other random things about Hamburg:

• Everywhere is very smoky
• Every gay bar has a maze inside
• It's impossible to find public recycling bins
• It's the most diverse city I've seen besides Toronto

We took the ICE between Hamburg and Berlin. 300km/h and the train nerd in me pretty much died. It was amazing. I can't remember exactly but I think we were in an ICE 3.

We considered stopping in Berlin on the way there, but it looked too big when we were coming in. I'm sure it's awesome but maybe another time. When we got out of the train in the Berlin Hauptbahnhof, we had 60 seconds to decide, and got in the InterCity train to Leipzig. I'm glad we did.

The country side is covered in windmills and solar panels.


We got into the Leipzig Hauptbahnhof in the afternoon. It's huge. It turns out it's the biggest train station in Europe.



Leipzig was an East German city only 26 years ago but it's full tilt capitalism in the train station now. There is a three story mall, and in the front is a KFC, Pizza Hut, McDonalds and a Burger King. You can never escape fast food, depressing.





We didn't have a place to stay so we walked around the altstadt for a while, right across from the train station. Most of the streets are bikes and pedestrians only, and the buildings are awesome. It's a weird mix
of 300+ year old buildings and a few modern DDR buildings.














We walked around forever trying to figure out where to stay. We ended up staying 2.5km away from the center in the Nordic hotel which was really cheap. Not before overeating pierogies at a restaurant called Wodkeria.

After the afternoon at the Miniatur Wunderland we started heading back towards Altona. While we were doing that we walked down the Reeperbahn which is the red light district.

Have you ever hear a promoter outside a five story pink building offer you freshly washed escorts? Because we did. We even could all share for the same price!

The street was commercial in the craziest way. Everything was a sex shop, or a bar or a club. The old-time Hamburger the night before told us this is where tourists and British bachelor parties come to throw up.

I think Terry and had some 11% elephant beers that night but thankfully we didn't throw up. (or enter a brothel)

One of the gay streets between the Hauptbahnhof and St. Pauli, where the Reeperbahn is.




We ended up in a couple gay bars again. I can't remember how but we met a Polish guy named Marcus from Leipzig, his German friend and another girl who joined us at a couple bars. It was a pretty crazy night for a Wednesday.