Dresden was the least favourite of the trio of German cities that I went to. It had the same things that made the other two great just not to the same extent. The only thing of real interest in the city was going out on one of the nights with two british girls and an American. We went to this jazz bar and the music that the band played there was the kind of stuff I would produce when Phroosh lent me his electric guitar and effects pedal, that is to say it was crap. But you could see they were really getting into it and so were the other half dozen people in the bar. I can only assume they were all really, really.... really stoned. The next bar we went to we got kicked out of before ordering a drink after one of the girls though it would be a good idea to take a hat for each of us from the coat rack (interesting as we were the only people there). This was obviously a gross insult to the establishment as the barmen came from the behind the bar yelling some German obcenities snatching the hats from our heads and literally pushed us out the door. The next place we managed to flood because the flush at the urinal broke and continued to run until the water flowed out into the bar. The last place was actually pretty good and we spent most of the night dancing (yes me too) to some pretty cool music. What really saved Dresden for me was the day I spent hiking in the nearby Saxony Switzerland National Park. Absolutely stunning.
Its hard not to say how much I liked about Hamburg without contradicting what I said about Denmark. It had the bars and clubs, but it also had graffiti on the walls and dog shit on the street. It had a buzz to it. And strange things happened. Among other things, I was in a net cafe near my hostel when i got a tap on the shoulder. Turn around there's a bloke I had met in Jordan 4 months earlier. Creepy. Turns out he had just flown in for the weekend to meet someone he met randomly in Poland. I could have just as easily been in Bergen. Other than catching up with random friends I checked out a few of the museums and churchs around town. Highlight was probably the History of Hamburg museum which had more model cityscapes, planes, boats and trains than a boy at heart could poke a stick at. I got lost looking around a harbour that seemed bigger than the rest of the city. I also found myself in the middle of a joke when two germans, two indians and an Australian went out until dawn on t
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