Day 2 Roskilde, Denmark to Hamburg, Germany

Tuesday  Dateicon  30.07.2013  Tigericon  315km Total:993km

Reveille at 08.00 followed by the breakfast buffe, then onto the motorway and the Rödby Puttgarden ferry over to Deutchland.

I had to force the GPS to go overland yesterday because it desperately wanted to go on the Helsingborg-Helsingör ferry so by some twisted logic I guess it stands to reason that I have to reroute on the ferry because the GPS wants to go overland.
A splash and dash refuel later we're at the ferry port ready to go on the 11.45 ferry so that was good timing.

None of us where hungry yet so we skipped lunch on the ferry and I instead got a cup of coffee for the extortionate amount of almost €4!
But in all honesty it was more of a bucket than a cup really.

We get lunch about half way on the german side, Schnitzel was the obvious choice since that is the roadside German equivalent of a burger and it wasn't bad grub and the portion was large enough to satisfy a German lorry driver.

We check in at the hotel around half past three and as usual we where met by a few drops of rain on the way, this is the third year in a row we're met by rain going into Hamburg.
Last year it was so bad we hung clothes to dry all over the room so this was ok.

We realized when we wanted to head in to the city centre that the distance given by was somewhat optimistic, it might have been 3kms to the outskirts of the city centre as the crow flies but as I had left my rocketpack at home walking at least 5kms wasn't in the plans.

We got directions on how to take the Schnellbahn by a helpful receptionist so I just had to get past my public transport allergy and start walking towards the station.
It was surprisingly easy to go on the S-bahn, you just get a ticket in a machine and hop on so that was a nice surprise.

We decided to start at the outskirts and make our way to the centre.
Last year we missed the Beatlesplatz which was supposed to be somewhere near Reeperbahn so that was our first destination.
The illustrious Beatlesplatz wasn't on the tourist map so we had to try our luck asking the locals for directions.
The first guy we spoke to was great at English but sucked at geography and the next guy couldn't speak either English or geography or at least he hadn't heard of  any Beatlesplatz at all.
So we walked on just to find ourselves on the very Beatlesplatz just 50 meters later.
It was certainly a bit of an anti climax because it was basically just a bunch of gingerbread cutters in a big stone circle but I find it a bit funny that a born and bred Hamburger could point out a "landmark" when it was close enough to throw a stone at where we where standing.

We continued along the Reeperbahn towards the city centre and along the way I bought an umbrella because I'd forgotten to back one and a t-shirt even though I'd packed plenty.
After a Weissbier at the bar on the Reeperbahn which met all expectations we went down to the Alster lake and the Alex restaurant where as per tradition had supper.

On the way we stumbled upon a carnival and I steered the bear in because of one of my least known vices, baconsnacks.
Pretty common back home but apparently unheard of in these parts.
It was still a nice stroll but the only attraction we tried was archery where by some strange logic the bear managed to gradually increase his skill by a wide margin based on my instructions but I was so wide of target I was a danger to society.

We broke the Alex tradition this year because it was apparently completely impossible to have the dressing removed from a salad.
I couple of guests on the other hand is very easily removed if you decide to be an asshat of a waiter.

So instead we ate at a Block Steakhouse where there weren't any problems removing both the sour cream off the baked potato and the coleslaw of the turkey filet.
The waitress seemed a bit surprised when she as response to her question are you happy with the food got the response, yes please, I'll have another one just like that.
I was as full as you'd expect a very small man to be after eating two mains but damn it was delicious!
It was almost doubtful if I would be able to walk back to the schnellbahnstation.

The ride on the S-Bahn was as painless as the way in and walking back to the hotel it started to rain so my €3.95 investment in an umbrella paid off within hours.

With absolutely no help from my German friends.

Neither Robin Hood or Wilhelm Tell will ever have any competition from either of us.