I woke up at 9 AM this morning, it was a miracle, the latest I have been able to sleep in for over 2 weeks. Breakfast was the same as it has been for a week, or our entire stay in Bremen, bread and jam, nothing else…nothing else. As my family and I were preparing for our trip into Hamburg to visit the Miniature Wonderland, everything was seemingly seamless. All 5 of us board the very European, small car. Three of us packed like sardines in the back row. And in the blink of eye, my host father, driving the car and enjoying his spacious placement up front, compared to my cramped one in the back, gasps and pulls over with much celerity. Turns out the trunk of our car was wide open for a lengthy mile. After we did a mental checklist of everything in the back to make sure nothing fell out onto the road and risk a hefty littering fine, we were on our way for an hour and a half drive.
Before we made our way to the Miniature Wonderland, we took a detour to an opera house building that also has apartments and viewing decks, I’m still confused on what the building is. All I need to know is that it is architecturally pleasing. Including it’s other purposes, this opera house is also home to the supposed longest escalator in Europe. It was very impressive but the reality of the escalator did not uphold to it’s expectation or title. It was just an escalator. At the top of the exhilarating escalator were large viewing decks in order to view the city of Hamburg and all of its piers and harbors used to import and export goods, what Hamburg is known for.
Grants family, and my family planned to spend the day together, so we waited up top until they arrived. And finally after only a few minutes of waiting, we can vaguely see the small people waving at us, in the big crowd. As we finished taking in the amazing view of Hamburg, I once again get on the breathtaking, simple escalator to get to the bottom. Seeing Grant was planned, but there were also some unplanned encounters. Just stepping off the escalator, I see Izzy about to step on. We are both happy to see each other, and both a little shocked that we are both in the same place, but have a brief conversation and go on with our separate days.
For lunch, we ate fish and chips. The stand was located next to the harbor so I had high hopes. They were decent, but being from the fishing capital of the world, I am accustomed to eating prime fish and chips. After lunch, we kept the theme of underwater, and went underwater. We traveled down to an underground foot bridge that goes through the river. The thought of it sounds nerve-racking but the bridge itself exceeds that expectation even more. There were holes in the tile that seems they should be leaking but surprisingly are not. It felt like I was back in the Cold War due to the gloominess and the materials used to construct it.
As I thought my day couldn’t have been more exhilarating and exciting, we made it to the Miniatur Wunderland, and I was right, my day didn’t get anymore exciting. The only thing that was running through my head was the descriptiveness of the exhibits. The exhibits depicted almost the entire world. Even including some of the landmarks of America. Overall the Miniatur Wunderland isn’t something you should go to when looking for excitement, but if you are looking for a mellow time, it’s just your place.
One thing that I saw that made me feel unsettled was a fellow GAPP group, but instead, they were all matching neon blue, “GAPP 2018,” shirts that are purely bait for pick-pocketers. And all I could think about was how thankful I am that Frau Senden isn’t so ignorant as that teacher, and how I’m so thankful she hasn’t made us wear matching t-shirts… yet, we never know what she will do next. The last thing I want to talk about is something most of us have noticed this entire trip, bachelorette and bachelor parties. I guess since it’s summer and wedding season, Germany is the place to be. In my only few hours of being in Hamburg, I witnessed 6 bachelorette celebrations and 2 bachelor.