Last week’s short trip to
Hamburg, represented my fourth visit
to the city. Like the previous three trips, it was relatively short although
on this occasion I feel that I learned more about
Germany's second largest city
than I did on the other three trips combined. That's not to say this fleeting visit
was anyway comprehensive in nature, and certainly not all-encompassing, but it
did give me much more of a feel for the city. So, what about
Hamburg itself?
Located on the
Elbe River in northern
Germany,
the
Free and Hanseatic City of Hamburg, is one of the most populous city in
Germany, second only to
Berlin in importance. Its port and
commercial centre is the largest in the
Federal Republic, and one of the
busiest in
Europe. Shipping and trade have been
Hamburg’s lifeblood
for centuries, and its harbour has remained the city’s most important feature.
Hamburg
is blessed with a network of canals that rivals those of
Amsterdam, various
lakes, parks, and suburbs full of gracious houses, alongside elegant shopping
arcades, well-endowed museums, plus a vibrant cultural life. Although badly damaged by
Allied bombing, during
World War
II, Hamburg has succeeded in maintaining a sense of old-world grace alongside a
rich and
thriving commercial life. These attractions have
contributed to a growing tourist industry, and given its maritime setting, plus
strategic position between the
Netherlands and
Denmark, this obviously includes
cruise holidays.
Going back to those aforementioned previous visits to
Hamburg, they took place across a lengthy timescale, with the first one taking place
in the summer of
1975. Back then, I was travelling around
Europe by train, with
a fellow student from
Salford University. We were using an
Interrail ticket,
and after
Amsterdam and
Copenhagen, Hamburg was our third stop. Our visit was
purely transitory, as the following day my friend and I would be going our
separate ways, albeit for just a few days – see link, for further details. My
memories of the city are confined to a stroll along the infamous
Reeperbahn –
home to
Hamburg’s red-light district, plus an overnight stay at a rather
austere
* Youth Hostel, overlooking a local park.
*Doors locked at 10pm, lights
out by 10.30pm!
My second visit took place sometime during the early 1980’s,
and only happened because my boss, at the time, wanted a colleague who could
speak German, to accompany him on what was a spur-of-the moment business, trip
to Hamburg. The company we worked for manufactured chlorination equipment, for
use in water treatment plants, as well as swimming pools. In those pre-internet
days, my boss (Ray), had managed to locate a manufacturer of gas detection
equipment, and the units they were producing were of particular interest to our
organisation.
The company was based in
Hamburg, so with remarkable speed
Ray
asked the department secretary to book us a return flights to the city, plus a
couple of hotel rooms. (Secretaries seemed responsible for all sorts of tasks, back then). Later
that afternoon, he drove us up to
Heathrow, calling in at our respective houses
to pick up passports, plus overnight bags. Talk about
“wash and go!” Apart from
Hamburg airport, I remember very little about that trip. We were booked into a
respectable looking hotel, but disappointingly my companion told me he was
tired, and didn’t fancy hitting the town, after our evening meal. To add insult
to injury, my
German language skills were not required, as our hosts spoke
impeccable
English!
In
June 2022, I visited
Hamburg for the third time, in the
company of
Mrs PBT’s. The city acted as a dropping off point, on a cruise up to
the
Norwegian fjords. That voyage was our first, and so far, only time on the
Queen Mary2. The pair of us took one of the shuttle coaches that run from the
cruise terminal into the city centre, and just under three years’ later,
Matthew
and I used the same service into central
Hamburg. That
2022 visit took place midweek,
because the shops were open, and the
REWE supermarket that
Eileen and I
visited, was packed with workers from the nearby offices, picking up items for
their lunch-break. Our lunchtime requirements were met back on-board
Queen Mary2
as, after all, the cruise package was
“all-inclusive,” but we did manage to find
a pavement cafe-cum-bar, where we could sit out and enjoy a beer or two.
Cotidiano Alter Wall,
tucked away at the side of the
Rathaus proved the ideal spot, and I
enjoyed two slightly different beers from
Ratsherrn Brauerei, in the
form of a
Pilsner, plus a
"Hamburg Hell".
There was no possibility of sitting outside last week, as
the weather in
Hamburg that morning was wet, windy and decidedly chilly, but we
did have a walk around following a route that took us past the city’s principle
station, the
Hauptbahnhof, which was bustling with travellers. I like busy rail
stations, so we had a quick look around, and noticing a
Yorma’s on the
concourse, found ourselves unable to resist a
Bratwurst roll, plus a cup of
coffee. It was then a question of finding a suitable watering hole.
On the coach ride into the city, that morning, I’d noticed
one particular establishment that I’d pre-listed, which was a large
establishment overlooking the river.
Blockbräu, comprising an atmospheric
cellar-style brewery/restaurant and a scenic rooftop terrace offering views of
the
Elbe, Blockbräu promotes itself as the archetypal
Hamburg beer hall and a great choice for
large groups. The beer is brewed on site and the food is traditional and tasty.
Given the adverse weather conditions we were experiencing, the 30-minute walk
indicated by
Google, seemed a little too far.
Instead, we made our way to
Groninger
Privatbrauerei, which was the other pub I had in mind. Described as a vast, and
buzzing emporium where the locally brewed beer flows freely,
Groninger offers large
portions of hearty traditional beer hall fayre, such as homemade meatloaf
(
Leberkäse), pot roast and sausages. With some tables equipped with a built-in
grill, customers can even cook their own sausages. Leaving the sausage cooking option aside,
Groninger seemed ideal, but after navigating our way there,
(the city map I picked up on the ship, from the
Shore Experiences desk, wasn’t that good on
detail), we discovered the place was sadly closed. The lack of lighting coming
from the windows was an obvious clue, as
Matthew was only too keen to point out,
but the locked door plus the sign indicating opening hours
(closed Sundays and
Mondays), confirmed that we wouldn’t be getting a drink there!
Feeling a little dejected, the pair of us walked back towards
the town hall or
Rathaus as it's called in
German when, quite unexpectedly I
could see just make out what looked like a Bierkeller type establishment, facing
out across an area of open ground. What’s more, from the signage, I could see
that
Biergarten Speersort was operated by
Hofbräu of
Munich, a brewery that
both
Matthew and I are very familiar with. There was still a little uncertainty
as to whether this establishment was open, but after seeing lights twinkling
through the windows, as well as people entering and leaving, we knew we had
found our happy place for the next couple of hours.
Speersort was a large and cavernous place, of fairly recent
construction, housed in a rather anonymous looking building, but upon entering,
we found ourselves in a typical
Bavarian beer hall that wouldn’t have looked
out of place in central
Munich. The clues were in the bare floorboards,
scrubbed wooden tables, plus staff in traditional
Bavarian dress – both sexes.
There were several serving areas, and various drinking areas, including one
upstairs, presumably intended for when the place becomes very busy. Last
Sunday, it was closed, apart from the toilets, which are also on this floor.
It didn’t take us long to get served, and whilst at it, we ordered
food, as well as drink. The latter, of course, was the famous
Hofbräu Original, served in 0.5 litre mugs, although we
could have had litres, if we’d wished. For lunch,
Matthew chose
Leberkäse, a
traditional type of meatloaf that is popular all over
Germany. It consists of
beef, pork and bacon which is ground up very finely, before being baked in a bread
tin, in similar fashion to a loaf of bread. As can be seen from the adjacent
photo,
Matthew’s Leberkäse was topped with a fried egg, known in
German as a
Spiegelei. Much as I enjoy the above dish, I opted for a
chicken schnitzel,
which was served with potato salad, as was
Matthew’s lunch.
We hadn’t finished with the beer though, and at my
suggestion switched to a 0.5 litre each of
Maibock, a strong seasonal
“Bock”
bier, brewed for the month of
May. OK, it was a month early, and I was surprised
(but also delighted), to see it on sale. According to the menu,
Hofbräu’s Maibock
has an abv of
6.0%, which is weaker than the
7.0% claimed by
Untappd,
but what ever its strength, it was full-bodied, malty and very satisfying, especially
on a cold day in early spring.
With body and soul satisfied, we paid our bill and made our
way back to where the shuttle coaches depart from. As luck would have it, one
was about to depart, but with two seats unfilled, the courier squeezed the pair
of us on board, and we set off, back to the ship, through the rain-soaked
streets. It was
Matthew who noticed it first, but the coach took us along the
Reeperbahn,
which in daylight looked even seedier than I remember it looking at night!
Mrs PBT’s was pleased to welcome us back on board
Victoria,
vanishing her unfounded fears that the ship would sail without us. Given the
weather, we too were glad to be back in the dry and the warm, pleased though to
have experienced some traditional
German culture, even if it was from the
opposite end of the country!
