This morning I got up in Copenhagen and tonight I sleep in Hamburg...on a stomach full of hamburger. Cliche and very me buy hey I'm on holidays. I had a Danish in Denmark yesterday and tomorrow I'll be Cologne so you catch my drift. Frankfurt and Brussels is coming up. So you know what's going to happen. I hope.
So I got up this morning alone in my room which was great because he'll I didn't have to put up with shit from anyone. It was awesome as because I didn't have to hear anyone get up and leave or interrupt my sleep or have anything ruin my time there. I did however have no one to talk to but judging by how the last two guys were the first night, it was no loss whatsoever. They didn't talk much and were super awkward. It's like all Italians as soon as I mention I'm Italian they instantly don't give a shit. I'll just say I'm 100% Aussie until they figure it out from my name that I'm not. So I went down to check out and no one was there so I left the key on the desk. Still not sure I made the ride move but it was 7am when I left. That should be fine normally, eh not like I care too much anyway. Got other shit to worry about.
I went to the station and Marie from yesterday's tour was also at the station walking towards me. Fantastic. I had a travel partner all the way to the en of the line to Hamburg. We spoke the entire trip and even though we wanted to sleep we just talked. It got to the fairy and we were on there looking at Rekordeling. $2 for a can. 33 cans as €15. That's insane for Australian prices because if you know how much one bottle costs, you'll know that a box full of cans is a steal. $80 got a box in Australia. That's just madness. So I got two and drank them onboard. Oh I love how Europe has such lax alcohol laws. We actually spoke how loose Austrian laws are (because she is Austrian) when it comes to alcohol. 13/14 years olds getting drunk and such. Not used to that shit. That's like per 1990's Australia. Not current. Even those kids go to clubs. So I guess it's like how our 17 year olds go get fake I.D's to party up and buy alcohol.
We got off the train at Hamburg where she needed to change trains to get from Copenhagen to Prague. So I have her a map of Prague seeming as I had two anyway. We said bye and I went to my hostel and ran there to get to the free tour in time. The killer was the guy behind the desk had no idea what he was doing so I had to wait and the tour guide was saying "we're leaving in a minute". Awesome. My bags ja to go into the lock up and the damn door wasn't open. Like fuck is it hard to think "let's open the door if India out your bags in that room!"? NO! Dumb shit. Then again I only paid $14 for the room.
The your guide was nice though. He's studied economic and politics and low he's a tour guide. Mmm great I feel like I've used my time wisely the past 5 years now. So obviously I'm comparing all that I have done in Copenhagen and Hamburg to Berlin. Berlin's tour was amazing despite the 37 degree heat. Copenhagen was okay but Hamburg was better. Yet the tour guides can do only so much, the history and architecture does a lot more. I can only do two more, Brussels and Madrid, s I hope they're also great. Especially Madrid. But this your was different to yesterday. It was full of Aussies and not Americans. So I had to deal with bogans from Sydney comparing how they've played footy and who. I thought screw this, so I didn't talk, hoping they'd figure I'm not from Australia. And maybe it worked. But I didn't have to put up with them so I'm happy.
I got back to the hostel after going up St Michaels, which was almost totally destroyed during WWII but is not a shell and was made into a memorial. It was the largest building for two years after construction in 1879. So there you go. The spiral was massive and I went up there, as it's the highest peak over Hamburg. Minus the fact I couldn't get 360 degree views due to scaffolding, it was still worth the €2.90. When I got to the hostel I just slept and got woken up by the Germans in my room. Eh. They ruin all the fun.
I got up and went for a hamburger because honesty everything was shut by 8pm. Nothing was open and I find that really weird because I've only seen that in Dresden and this isn't as small. So I went for a walk later and saw how beautiful this city is as sunset. I loved it. Is it home? Maybes not. But it's so beautiful that it reminded me of home and made my imagination run wild thinking what would I do if I had to run a tour in Melbourne city (don't take my ideas).
So I've decided to not go to the bar down stairs as it would make me look lonely and I went to a local bar where I looked even lonelier. Don't know where my logic is anymore. So now I've reigned back to my room to find the cunt in the bed next to me took my fucking pillow and is sleeping on two of them. Jokes on you dipshit, I slept on it before and dribbled all over it. So I took the pillow of the new guy above the asshole who took mine so it looked like he was the one. Total dipshit. Don't fuck with me.
The attached photo is from Copenhagen. Guess how I got into bed each time?
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