Hamburg Revisited

Yep this blog is back in action again. Many months had passed since I last blogged and many things had also happened. Time was a luxury and there was little time to update myself without getting frustrated by the stupid computer. (This was of course not helped by a desktop that is behaving weird again, kept reseting the date and not recognising itself). Anyway realised this was the only way I can keep you folks back home aware of my exchange programme. Haha certain words will of course be encrypted but I m sure you guys are smart enough to decipher them =)

Haha before I get mushy and all about landing in Hamburg Airport, I must bitch about Lufthansa Airlines. Did not realise that I was actually quite spoilt by all my travels so far, namely Emirates and Malaysia Airlines. I had not realised that PERSONAL in-flight entertainment was an excess and not a given. Yep imagine the horror that was on me when I was stuck for 12 hours on the plane doing nothing except for SLEEPING!!!!!!!! Okay there was audio but imagined listening to the same songs over and over again for 6 cycles. Boooooo!!!!!!! Honestly speaking, i now realised that I should just ignore all the advertisements and price offers and go straight for Emirates when coming to Europe because the 200+ dollars savings is just not worth it. For the first time after so long, i finally understood the meaning of jet-lag =(

Anyway, managed to survive the torture and landed in Frankfurt early yesterday morning. Will talk more about it in one of my routine airport reports another time but nothing out of the blue actually. Typical airport (yes airport and not German airport) with all the silver ceilings and shops. Took the short haul flight to Hamburg which made me a bit emo again. As I stood at the baggage collection area, I recalled the time 3 years ago where I made my first overseas trip on my own. Flying into Hamburg and realised that I was going to realise a childhood dream of travelling to Europe just made everything so surreal. The retrieval of my luggage after it fell through the gap, the nice looking green arch that greeted my exit from the customs, the 8 Euro airport express to the city centre... Every liitle thing that came into view held a story of its own.

Day 1 was spent quite uneventfully. Went around in the car to find our hotel and other interesting place. Took a car tour of Hamburg and again memories returned. I still recalled looking at the Chillihaus and wondering what's so amazing about the building. Then there was the bridge which had a statue of Columbus and Vasco De Gama on each side to commemorate the importance of the Age of Exploration had on the development of Hamburg as a port and commercial centre. Then there was the cathedral of St. Catherine where I was caught in heavy rain and still decide to take a photo of it to show that I was there. It was another trip down nostalgia lane. However was quite jet-lagged (all thanks to that 12 hours of no TV) and concussed.