Today our journeys took us to one of Hamburgs most notorious streets. The Reeperbarn. On the flight out we saw a group of lads who were definitely on the way there, judging by the one who was dressed in a ladies sailor suit (and sorry Karen, came from Sunderland). The Reeperbahn is stag heaven (or […]

The definition of madness is doing the same thing over and over again and hoping to get a different result. Well every year I go to Christmas markets and get annoyed and frustrated with the crowds and pushing and shoving (and we were not designed to eat stood up. That’s why we have squidgy buttocks […]

Today we flew to Hamburg for the weekend to visit the Christmas markets (notice they are not called German markets because, well, all markets in Germany are technically German markets). I was surprised to find that there were in fact any markets left in Germany as the majority of the father land seemed to have […]