On Friday, I did what is common in many work places but what I never got to do before: I left work early because it was Friday. And because I wanted to catch the ICE Sprinter, as the fast fast train is called. The ICE is the fast train and when it is a sprinter it is even faster. It only goes once a day though between Cologne and Hamburg, not stopping at the cities in between (okay, except for a very few like, you guessed it, Düsseldorf). By not stopping so much (usually that train has to call at all the relevant towns in between and in the Rhine and Ruhr area, every city is a major city) the sprinter manages to be 30 minutes faster than the usual ICE. I have a feeling that the sprinter and I will become good friends. Thanks to him/her/it, I walked out of the Hamburg central station at 8, perfectly in time to meet my friend for drinks by the water at the Alster Lake. Also, I got to sleep in my own bed that night. Few things are more wonderful. My apartment in which all windows face south still seems to me like a cooling oasis compared to my attic sauna. (That also distingushes itself by not providing reliable internet. This post is brought to you from the stair case, they only place you have some kind of connection.)
The reason for my weekend escape to the North was my aunt’s wedding which was held two hours north of Hamburg (no, that is not Denmark yet, but the villages already have names like “Löja” and “Bornehöved”). The wedding was held in a location just out of a movie: I have never seen such a picturesque garden.
Now I’m on my third home, the train, again on the way southwest. Luckily, I have stuff to look forward to in the (än-så-länge-)outland: tomorrow, my very first visitors, Joraine and Simon from Gothenburg are honouring Düsseldorf with their presence!