Two weekends ago I had a romantic rendezvous in Hamburg. Sam flew in from London and I arrived on the express train from Berlin. We met in the hotel lobby. I looked up and there she was, a spray of pink feathers rising from one of her signature, expertly pinned coiffures.
The city’s annual Long Night of Museums event had lured us up to this north German locale. So I cashed in some Starpoints and got us a couple luxurious beds in a hotel overlooking the Alster Lake. With only one night we had little time to spare, and quickly set out on an adventure that only two girls traveling together in a new city, with no expectations, could have.
We didn’t make it far. A miniature beer garden with market stalls offering potato puffers and glasses of prosecco with strawberries got our attention and we wallowed in the neo-Hanseatic atmosphere. Continuing on our way, we figured it was time to purchase our 12 euro tickets for the Long Night of Museums when we spotted a crowd forming outside the Bucerius Kunst Forum. That night, Forty-two museums stayed open until 2 a.m., many hosted live performances, and all were accessible with a single ticket. We made it to five: Bucerius, the 113-year-old, 97-meter long windjammer Rickmer Rickmers, the Kunstverein, Deichtorhallen, and the Hamburger Kunsthalle. But we walked forever.
And when we saw Hamburg’s harbor rise up before us with its historic paddle steamers, sailing ships, lift boats, container vessesls, tugs and fishing boats, we knew we were in the right place. En route to dinner we bought tiny bottles of liquor from two different bachelors dressed up like the Statue of Liberty and a prison convict who kept spotting us and yelling “New York!” Later we cut across town on the U-Bahn and dragged our aching feet through vast rooms filled with contemporary art. DJs spun dance music in a tent where people drank beer, but we saved what little energy we had to make it back to our beds to rest up for a morning exploring the streets of St. Georg, and an afternoon plying the waters of Lake Aster. Because there’s really no better way to see Hamburg than from the seat of your very own paddle boat – if only for an hour.
Hotel
Le Royal Méridien Hamburg, An der Alster 52
www.starwoodhotels.com
Restaurants
Breakfast – Dat Backhus, Lange Reihe 29
www.datbackhus.de
Lunch – Café Koppel, Lange Reihe 75
www.cafe-koppel.de
Dinner – Hatari Pfälzer Stüble, Schanzenstrasse 2-3
Museums
Bucerius Kunst Forum, Rathausmarkt 2
www.buceriuskunstforum.de
Museumschiff Rickmer Rickmers, Landungsbrücken, Ponton 1a
www.rickmer-rickmers.de
Kunstverein Hamburg, Klosterwall 23
www.kunstverein.de
Deichtorhallen Hamburg, Deichtorstrasse 1-2
www.deichtorhallen.de
Hamburger Kunsthalle, Glockengiesserwall
www.hamburger-kunsthalle.de