….. Helgoland and Cuxhaven continued

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Continued from previous post.

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Day five (29 August): Breakfast and katamaran ferry from central Hamburg to Helgoland in the morning

Lovely ferry ride appealing to my obsession with all things martime, and resulting in an overdose of photos below.

First impression of Helgoland: Duty free shops everywhere, and people from the ferry darted towards them as if their lives depended on it.

Secondly: don’t spend the night in Helgoland. Accommodation is GROSSLY overpriced and an even worse rip-off than Kassel during Documenta. Base yourself in Cuxhaven, take an early ferry to Helgoland, walk around the island, see “Lange Anna”, take the ferry to Düne and walk around there, then take the ferry back to Cuxhaven.

That is all the time you need. Beautiful as it is, there is no reason to linger in Helgoland. You will only find junk food (unless you have booked in advance in one of the two restaurants with real food), and bad coffee.

By the way, it is ironic that this island sells itself on its fresh air, and then it is full of chainsmokers.

Here some photos from the ferry ride and upon arrival.

Day six (30 August): Helgoland

First too many photos of the cliffs, and then too many photos of the gulls:

Day seven (31 August): A walk around Helgoland-Düne and later the Katamaran ferry to Cuxhaven

Day eight: in Cuxhaven

A funny thing about Cuxhaven: You are not allowed to eat between 9.30 and 12.30. At all. In the hope of getting back to my routine of only eating twice a day (of necessity, as outlined elsewhere on this site – not because it amuses me), I skipped breakfast, went out quite early, and started to look for a café around mid-morning. None were open. I then tried a couple of hotels in the hope that their breakfast buffets were still open, and everywhere the reaction was the same: “What – you want to eat NOW? But it is 11.00 o’clock!?! – you will not find anything to eat anywhere till 12.30 at the earliest”, looking at me as if I had just dropped down from another planet. Very strange. So the concept of intermittent fasting, a by now common weight (and health) management strategy especially for people over 50, has not reached Cuxhaven yet.

Another thing that has not reached Cuxhaven yet is that people need wifi. The one in my hotel was weak and unstable and close to useless. The hotel staff acted as if I just had to accept that as a fact of life (but life in which century?).

So my idea of spending a couple of weeks here some time in winter has been dropped. Instead, I will try to find out if Bremerhaven might have moved a bit closer to the the 21st century.

Anyway, I ran into some kind of kite-surfing festival and took a million photos.

Day nine, 2 September: Boat tour through the harbour to sandbanks with seals, then trai back to Berlin in the afternoon.

Hamburg/Helgoland/Cuxhaven August/September 2024

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Primary purpose: annual meeting of AIACE Deutschland and an opportunity to perhaps connect with old friends and definitey with friends made last year in Dortmund.

Afterwards quick visits to Helgoland and Cuxhaven which have both been on my bucket list for a long time. And to see the sea! The North Sea Wattenmeer is my favourite region in the whole world. And of course an opportunity to reconnect with friends made last year in Dortmund.

I also can’t wait to get away from the neighbours from hell – Cresco Real Estate’s inifinity project with the pompous and ridiculous name of “Victoria zu Berlin” – the world’s ugliest building and longest-lasting renovation project which has basically rendered my balcony unusable for the last seven summers.

Day one: Arrival in Hamburg, welcome reception and dinner

On the ICE on the way there: What the train driver sees. Something I have never seen before: A (lockable) glass door to the driver’s cabin, and my seat was right behind. That must be incredibly annoying for the drivers.

Day two: Bus tour of Hamburg, lunch in a restaurant in the fish market, more bus tour. Evening free.

Great bus tour with an amazing guide. Lunch in Restaurant Elbspeicher on the harbour front.

The first photo is of a converted bunker. Later the oldest semi-detached housing in the world. There is also a bit of experimenting black and white vs colour, and two cases of double exposure.

We also visited the plaza of the Elbphilharmonie. This time, I had more time and opportunity to walk all the way around and take photos (rather than being there for a concert). I tried my hand at some panoramas for a polyptych. I still have a lot to learn in terms of aspect ratio etc., or I could be less ambitious with the number of panels, but I like that format.

And an attempt at a multipanel panorama of Hamburg as seen from a walk around the Plaza of the Elbphilharmonie. I still have a lot to learn in terms of aspect ratio etc., and I guess I could be a litte less ambitious with the number of panels, but I like this format.

Already tired of bland German/northern European food morning, noon and night (less than 48 hours away from my spice rack at home and my local Indian and Vietnamese restaurants :-)), I found two viable alternatives within a very short walk from our hotel in Altona – one Indian and one Vietnamese (Vina Haus, Mendelssohnstraße – don’t seem to have a website), so one for tonight and one for tomorrow night. Mood considerably improved :-).

Day three: AIACE-DE meeting, lunch, and a programme which I shall skip and go to the Henri Cartier-Bresson exhibition in Bucerius Kunstforum instead.

The meeting went according to plan until it did not. I had been wondering how we were supposed to elect people for several posts on the board, a.o. a new chair, without knowing who the candidates were. It turned out that if you belong to “the inner circle”, you know such things, but I do not, and I did not, so the beautiful weather started to draw me outside like a magnet and I figured a long walk for the rest of the day would be a healthier way to spend my time.

I started by walking to the Bucerius Kunstforum to see this amazing exhibition of works by Henri Cartier-Bresson.

I then proceeded to the area by the Elbphilharmonie and along the harbour front to Dockland and from there up some stairs and through a very nice area of Altona with lots of little cafés and restaurants and back to the hotel.

Bonus tip: Near Dockland, on the left side of the street when walking back towards the centre and JUST before the stairs leading to the upper level and Altonaer Balkon ist Café Schmidt with good coffee and delicious-looking cakes. Also, if you need a reward after the treck up the stairs, go left in the direction of the Altonaer Balkon and find a small beer garden called Hafenmeisterei in a very idyllic location.

Day four: Bus tour, lunch, bus tour, and farewell dinner

Guided tour of Hamburg City Hall (in four groups in two buses – very well organised). I skipped that. The weather was too nice and I cannot imagine that it is much less ugly inside than outside.

Afterwards a lovely two-hour harbour cruise. Always nice to be on water. I love Hamburg’s maritime flair, which my overdose of photos illustrate (but oddly enough, Berlin still feels more like home). The two megayachts in the drydock are the Ali Baba and the Luna.

And finally, a buffet dinner and the end of another very well organised annual meeting.

Day five: Moving on to Helgoland …. continued in this post.

Blue supermoon setting

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Oh, what a Beautiful Morning ….

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07.30 on a Saturday morning. Settling in to spend a QUIET weekend AT HOME, in and out of the balcony, pure bliss, no need to go out in order to escape the ear-splitting noise from the neighbours from hell.

When suddenly: Same-old-same-old. Just half an hour later than during the week. Like from drilling into a rock or a wall or something, I can’t actually see it but other neighbours can and are trying to ask them how long this will last. Which they are of course ignoring. Their arrogance never stops reaching new heights.

I feel like crying.

It is a good thing guns are not readily available in this country. If I had access to one right now, there would be dead people.

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Course on diptychs etc continued

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Multiple-panel panoramics – my take – more or less successfully.

Alt-Lübars and Köppschensee 9 August

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Back in 2016, and as far as I remember also most of 2017, when I had just moved to Berlin, I used to go out to visit other places because I wanted to go THERE. How I long for those days when I was able to choose to stay at home and just BE, and chill, and use my balcony.

The need to get out of the house every weekday for so many years is really starting to catch up with me, and I am so tired. Now I often struggle to think of places to go because I need to get away from HERE and the neighbours from hell (the one with the ridiculous name of “Victoria zu Berlin”).

I doubt those good old days will come back. I am quite sure they will keep thinking of ways to make life miserable for the entire area, especially every summer.

Anyway, though I knew it would start to rain sooner or later, I ventured out to spend a little bit of time around Alt-Lübars, specifically an extremely peaceful placed by Köppschensee.

Bonus tip: There is no sign of any cafés in Alt-Lübars, and decent coffee is even hard to come by in the vicinity of S-Bahn station Waidmanshof, but now there is a new, modern café – “Ma Maison” just around the corner from the last bus stop before the stop at the station, when you come from Alt-Lübars on bus 222. A nice selection of fresh food and drink, but uncomfortable seating and ear-splittingly loud music. Nowadays you can’t have everything.

Photos to come.

Here we go again …

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If I want to enjoy my balcony on weekdays, it has to be before 06.30 – that is the time they start shouting and laughing (standing and sitting right next to each other – are they deaf since they need to be so loud)?

Seven AM sharp – engines on and running and more noise, this morning giant cobble-stones being shifted from one pile to another. I have asked the neighbours from hell several times whether I and my neighbours will have at least ONE week this year where we can stay at home, with balcony doors open, and not have to leave our homes evey day to escape the noise. One week on my balcony, in my own home, for the first time since 2017? I am so tired and feel I am losing my mind. But they don’t even read their e-mails, let alone reply to them.

I am seriously thinking of cancelling the bridge evening at my place tonight. I have had a form of sciatica for months which my orthopedist says is most likely caused by stress, and am taking stronger and stronger painkillers which do not really take the pain away but cause severe brainfog (finally starting physiotherapy later this month). Somebody suggested another four weeks of “Reha”, but I really need to be in my own home, and also, much as I enjoyed my four weeks in Sankt-Peder Ording in November/December 2022, the food was not healthy (despite being a clinic specialising in post-cancer-recovery, and I am told that was one of the better places in that regard.

I JUST NEED TO BE ABLE TO SPEND TIME IN AND OUT OF MY BALCONY, CHILLING, AND GOING OUT TO PLACES BECAUSE I WANT TO AND NOT IN ORDER TO GET AWAY FROM HERE.

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Only in Berlin …

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does it take a spring and a summer, and by the looks of it also an autumn, and so much noise, to landscape such a small piece of land: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p3k7t5ApDEQ.

Of course there would be no fun in preparing the tiles BEFORE transporting them here, because then you would miss a golden opportunity to continue, in year eight, to make life a living hell for a large area around you, and rendering our balconies unusable for at least as long, and that would be no fun, would it?

Next photography course assignment: the theme is “Mystery”

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Day in, day out, week in, week out, year in, year out

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This week, they are cutting tiles to make sure nothing green can grow and provide shade there. I guess trees and bushes are too environment-friendly and healthy for the air and the soil and for people’s mental health. A tiled wasteland is much better, and more importantly, it makes an earsplitting noise to construct it. Why am I not surprised? Cresco Capital Group Cresco Real Estate

It reminds me of the relatively recently landscaped space in front of Kulturforum – barely a tree in sight, and crossing it feels like being in hell during summer. How is that sort of thing even allowed nowadays? What planet have people just dropped down from?

The life of a Danish pensioner in Berlin