A Hamburg Weekend.

I went to Hamburg last weekend.  Most of the pictures I took from Hamburg were in Miniatur Wunderland, which will be Monday’s post because it’s amazing and because I took a bazillion pictures that I haven’t sorted through yet.   There were a few other reasons to go to Hamburg besides the wonderment that is Miniatur Wunderland, though

1) I wanted a chance to visit with Sarah Stäbler and her husband Tobias before their baby is born.  I probably won’t get another chance to hang out with them before I leave Germany.

2) I wanted to find Beatles-Platz.  It’s a tiny section of the Reeperbahn adjacent to where the Beatles played.  I couldn’t find it last time I was in Hamburg, but I went this time armed with more information and more time to look for it.  More importantly, I had looked at pictures of it this time, so I knew what the heck I was looking for.

3) Another Category One station, the Hamburg-Altona station.  Then there were five…

I’d like to begin the show and tell portion of this post by commenting that I had forgotten just how strange the Hamburg main train station is.   It’s set up a little bit like an Oreo cookie-  the restaurants and shops are on the upper levels at either end, and the creamy center of train platforms is down a flight of stairs.  The two ends are connected on the inside of the building only by way of the train platforms.

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Beatles-Platz is right at the intersection of Große Freiheit and the Reeperbahn.  The “statues” aren’t really anything of the sort, they’re actually just metal outlines of the Beatles.  The three in front are John, Paul, and George, and the drummer is supposed to look a little like Ringo and a little like Pete Best.

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Standing a little way off to the right is one more guitarist.  The Internet says the fifth Beatle is supposed to represent Stuart Sutcliffe, the original Bass player for the band.   You can’t see it clearly in these photos, but the Beatles-Platz is circular, and is paved black to look like a vinyl record.    It’s fairly striking.

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On Saturday morning, I had brunch with Sarah and Tobias.  As is my custom, I completely misjudged my travel time and arrived ridiculously early.  This gave me some time to look at the artwork on the buildings nearby.

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This was a giant door leading into a tattoo and piercing shop.

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An apartment building.  The bird was striking.  The graffiti over top of the artwork was really unfortunate.

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I’m not sure what to make of this one.  It reminds me of someone I know, though…

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People in this town make art with biiiiig ladders.

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This one was totally my favorite.  The girl on the purple scooter is awesome.  It also reminds me of someone I know.

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Brunch with Sarah and Tobi was pretty great- good food, and good company.  It’s not completely visible in this picture, but Sarah is wearing a How I Met Your Mother maternity shirt.  It says “I’m going to be Legen…wait for it…”

After brunch, we walked around the neighborhood a tiny bit until we reached the U-Bahn station I needed to move on to the next part of the day.  Next up, Miniatur Wunderland!

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It took me two visits to find Beatles-Platz.  Are there any sights that you haven’t been able to find on the first try?

The Repatriation Countdown Checklist

I’m less than thirty weeks from the end of my stay here, less than 200 days from moving back to the United States.  I’ve watched many of my fellow expatriate bloggers go through the process of leaving, and every time one of us approaches the end, there’s a sort of checklist that we go through.  Been to Oktoberfest?  Check.  Taken the usual picture of Neuschwanstein?  Check.  Had a beer on the Zugspitze?  Seen Checkpoint Charlie and the Brandenburg Gate?  Visited Prague?  Check, check, check.

I’m no different.  There’s a slew of things that I feel compelled to finish before I go.  I still have a few Category One stations left to visit.   I have a bunch of cities and countries that I want to see before I leave.    Moving back to the US won’t stop me from visiting and traveling around Europe, but it will slow it down a great deal.

Even so, the Countdown Checklist mode has set in for me too.   I just got back from Hamburg, and between now and my departure in October,  I’m going to take trips to Dresden, Leipzig, Heidelberg (#hbergmeetup!), Rothenburg ob der Tauber, Berlin again, and Furth im Wald to see a giant robot dragon!

I’m also doing some extreme padding of my “countries I’ve visited” resume before I go.  Here’s the places I’ve got solid plans to visit:

  • Brussels, Belgium
  • Bruges, Belgium
  • Luxembourg City, Luxembourg
  • Keukenhof for the Tulip Festival, just outside of Amsterdam, Netherlands
  • Helsinki, Finland
  • Stockholm, Sweden
  • Oslo, Norway
  • Copenhagen, Denmark
  • Krakow, Poland and Auschwitz
  • Budapest, Hungary
  • Vienna, Austria (again)
  • Bratislava, Slovakia
  • Vaduz, Liechtenstein

…and that’s all before mid-summer!

For those of you who have moved back home, did you have a Repatriation Countdown Checklist?  Tell me about it in comments.

Travel Anxiety

By now, most of my readers have figured out that I travel a lot, that I’m planning on continuing to travel a lot, and that more often than not, I travel alone.  I’m pretty experienced at traveling, and I’ve more or less got my rhythm down.  What would surprise most of you, I think, is that I suffer from fairly strong travel anxiety. Utterly pointless, illogical, irrational, but still very powerful. In my head, it’s kind of like this:

Gut: We’re gonna miss the train!
Brain: Relax. We have seven whole minutes to walk from platform four to platform eight. We could moonwalk  there and still make it.
Gut: But what if this train is EIGHT minutes late to the connecting station?
Brain: Then we take another train. There’s another train going to the same place twenty-five minutes later.
Gut: WE’RE GONNA MISS THE TRAIN!
Brain: ::sigh::

…and so on.

When I’m traveling, I get into a partial flight or fight mode.  My heart beats faster than normal even if I get to the train station or airport with hours to spare.  If I have imbibed more than a tablespoon of water, you can bet I’ll be in the bathroom repeatedly. (I joke that I’m just following Imperial protocol, dumping all of my garbage before I make the jump to light speed.)  I’m always worried that I’ve left something behind or forgotten to lock my apartment door.  I can’t fall asleep on planes or trains either; I’m usually too wired.

My brain knows that I can handle anything that might come up-  there’s always another way to get to where I’m going.  I’ve never been truly lost, or truly stranded.    Even when my flights got buggered up last March and I was stuck in Frankfurt for an extra night, I was able to find a hotel with Jenny’s assistance from her computer back in Regensburg.  I’m not even all that bothered by airplane turbulence.

Every problem I’ve ever encountered while traveling has been solvable and none of it was really all that bad.

…Gut: But we’re gonna miss the plane!

Do you suffer from (or enjoy) any travel anxiety?  How do you handle it?

Karlsruhe

In the weekend leading up to Rose Monday,  I went to Karlsruhe.  My reasons were selecting Karlsruhe were twofold:

First, Alex of ifs ands & butts and  Bev of Confuzzledom both live there, and they’ve been posting nifty things about the city for as long as I’ve known each of them, so meeting them and seeing their city was definitely something I wanted to do.

Secondly, Karlsruhe, is a category one train station, and I’m trying to see every category one train station before I leave Germany for good in October.  For those keeping score, this trip allowed me to see the Karlsruhe, Stuttgart, Köln Messe/Deutz, Dortmund, and Duisburg stations.  Only six to go!

I did get to have dinner with Bev and her boyfriend Jan in the local Irish pub.  The food was delicious and the company was fabulous.  Alex was working, so she wasn’t able to hang out very much, but we did get to chat a little bit.  I very much enjoyed meeting Bev and Jan though; they’re both really neat.

All of the pictures I took in Karlsruhe were taken during my visit to the Badisches Landesmuseum, nestled in the Karlsruhe Palace.  The walk up to the palace is a big open space with some sculptures.  People were out enjoying the sunshine.  These gentlemen were playing a game in which they threw hand-sized metal balls at other metal balls, then picked them up with a magnet on a cord in order to throw them again.   I’m pretty sure it was Bocce, but I’m not certain since my only exposure to Bocce prior to this is that clip from Splash where the tour guide uses it as an exclamation.

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There are also a great many sculptures surrounding the palace, like this statue which is supposed to represent Hercules slaying Cerberus, but it looks more like a dragon than a hellhound to me.

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The Palace itself is beautiful, or at least it is in the photographs I’ve seen other people post.  For me, though, it was construction time.  Karlsruhe itself was under construction.  In fact, there’s a sandstone pyramid in the city that I was not able to find at all, even though I apparently walked within about ten meters of it:  Because of all the construction, it was completely wrapped and obscured.  (Google Maps claimed to know where the pyramid was, but following the map only led me to the Pyramide Shisha Bar.  In hind-sight, I should have taken a picture of their sign for posterity.)

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The museum is currently holding an exhibit called “Imperium der Götter,” or “Empire of the Gods.”  There were some really neat sculptures inside.  This one is one of my favorites- there’s so much going on here!

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The museum also holds lots of paintings of the royals from the region.  This is Princess Marie from Baden.

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Who doesn’t love a little statue of Sleeping Eros?

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Stained glass can be very pretty.  These panes were quite nice.

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A very, very old bicycle.  Note the pedals attached to the front wheel, just like a penny farthing.  The earliest bike builders didn’t figure out right away that using a chain to drive the wheel is more efficient.

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Here’s another statue I liked.  This one is tiny and bronze, no more than a foot tall.  I should have written down the name of it.

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There was a section of the museum dedicated to the Holocaust.  They even had a set of the famous striped pajamas behind glass.

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In their “1980s” section of the museum, they had a Commodore 64 with the original monitor and an old 1541 floppy disk drive.  Considering this computer was introduced when I was nine years old, there’s no reason at all for seeing this in a museum to make me feel old.

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Another of the sculptures that I liked was this tiny metal cat.  This sculpture was only a few inches tall, and it reminds me of the kinds of tiny sculptures that my grandmother used to have around the house. Hers weren’t museum pieces, though.

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The museum has a nice little gift shop attached, and I very nearly purchased one of these little fellows.  The originals were on display across the hall, but the gift shop versions were neat looking.  (And reasonably priced, too.)

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Have you ever been to Karlsruhe?

What on earth is a pizza-burger?

While I was traveling the weekend before last, I saw a commercial for a food called a Dr. Oetker PizzaBurger. It was part pizza and part burger and it was entirely fascinating.

My friends, my happy friends, I have tried the PizzaBurger so you don’t have to.  I have thoughts.

Is it a pizza or is it a burger?  Which phylum of junk food does this fall into?   The box says “2 burgers,” but I think it has more pizza-like qualities than burger-like qualities.  Here, let me show you.  This is the box:

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Inside the box, there are two sleeves, each containing one “burger.”  The burger is both the top and bottom half, which you put in the oven, like so.

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After about twelve minutes at 220 Celcius, this is how it looked.  To me, this looks like two small pizzas.    There’s nothing burgerlike about them except the shape-  no meat patty, no wilted lettuce, no burgeriffic condiments.

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However, the next step is to put the two parts together with their gooey cheese bits touching.  It was roughly burger-shaped, but it was pizza-flavored.  It turns out that the bun is the one thing that’s burgerlike-  even after being baked in the oven, it’s soft and fluffy like a good hamburger bun should be.  Alas, a burger is not made by fluffy buns alone.

My opinion:  I think it’s just an interesting new form factor for pizza, and not a burger at all!

Sure was tasty, though.

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Have you ever tried a PizzaBurger?  What do you think- is it a pizza or is it a burger?