There is one thing that I should do at very first. I need to get rid of my monster bag. It’s cool, yellow and looks so adventures but still, it’s a bag and I don’t feel like huffing around with it on the streets of Hamburg.
Or is this just an excuse to visite the boat and see the guys straight away. And does it really matter? We all new I couldn’t be without a boat for long.
I took the train down to Landungsbrücken to catch a ferry. This is a historical place. Landungsbrücken means pier, THE pier. It’s so old and had a diverse history, in was build and 1839 in order to simplify the coal handling and protect the city from the risk of fire. The “new” building is from the beginning of 1900. And instead of coal cargo ships cruisers used to leave from here into the world, overseas, into the land of dreams.
And this is how I always feel embarking an ferry, and even though I am just going to Finkenwerder, a 20min ride, I feel adventurous, brave, free and bold.