Note: After ten months of traveling from New Jersey to Georgia, across the Atlantic to beautiful Europe, documenting some of my most precious moments, memories, and loved ones, my camera has called it quits and given me the infamous Canon lens error of death on a field trip out to Albersdorf. Hence, I apologize in advance for a string of photo-less posts until I can extract what I have from the memory card.
May 13: Laura and I had a fantastic long weekend May 13-16 in Hamburg and Berlin. The main goal behind the trip was, as previously stated, watching Der Konig der Lowen in Deutsch, which was well worth a trip alone, but considering that I knew little to none about Hamburg, the experience exceeded my expectations. We took a nice ICE train at noon to the Hauptbahnhof, which was overwhelming at first since it has been months since I’ve been to a station of comparable size. We wandered around and gawked at the sheer busyness of the place until we gathered our wits and obtained precious train and city maps from the crowded information centre. As we still had time to spare before meeting our Couchsurfing hostess, we decided to take the train to the Landungsbrucke stop by the harbour and walk along the promenade by the Elbe, passing by the impressive (but empty) fish market forum. Although we knew it was Ascension Day, we later found out that it was also Father’s Day in Germany, when large gatherings of men pulling wagons full of beers are a common sight throughout the city to celebrate being, well, men. The view and activity at Hamburg harbour are impressive, with ferry boats going across the river every few minutes to transport the theatre crowd to the Lion King shows, as well as multitudes of tour boats passing alongside cargo ships and the occasional sailboat. Laura and I decided that it was appropriate to take a break from walking around with our backpacks, and ordered delicious fresh crepes (mine with applesauce, hers with cinnamon sugar) from a small stand near the fish market. We decided that after all this time, we still can’t drop our affinity for French cuisine.
I admit that my nervousness at Couchsurfing was significantly offset by having a friend to surf with as we made our way to the Barmbek borough, north of the city centre. Transportation connections were surprisingly easy, and the location was a nice suburban change of pace from the busy centre. Who would have thought that I would ever admit to that, after years of putting up with Roswell suburbia-lites? We found our CS host’s high-rise apartment on the fourth floor, and was immediately delighted by Jessica’s sweet apartment and wonderful hospitality. Seriously, surf her couch (a gigantic one at that, probably closer to a queen size bed than couch, and set in her lovely bright living room) if you can. Well-lit, modern, yet cozy, it’s one of those places that makes me want to forget this whole nomadic existence, settle down, and have a place to display my book and photo collection and call home. She was off to her parents’ for Father’s Day dinner, but gave us sight-seeing suggestions to prioritize while we were there. Although we could have lounged around her apartment all afternoon, Laura and I decided to go out by the harbour again to grab dinner before the evening show. We had a deliciously economical falafel wraps to-go that we purchased from the Portuguese Quarter, which is a street leading to the harbour promenade featuring Portuguese/Spanish restaurants and cafes to cater to the German fascination with these southern European countries.
Now, from across the Elbe, the Theatre im Hafen (a.k.a. the Lion King Theatre) was already an impressive sight, with the larger-than-life title and iconic Simba’s head that could be seen all the way from St. Michaelis church. Yellow-themed ferry boats advertising that show as well as green ones showcasing that other Disney musical Tarzan transported hundreds of theatre-goers back and forth within minutes. The theatre itself is relatively new, being home to the one other show prior to the Lion King’s Hamburg debut in 2001. The interior was completely full of people waiting for the doors to open, and had a few refreshment bars on multiple levels, including a fancy-pants restaurant on the upper floor that allowed diners a spectacular view of the city across the water. Laura and I had separate seats in the upper-centre balcony, but with ample view of everything. As the opening act began with the “Circle of Life,” I couldn’t figure out if I was sitting too far back or the sound didn’t project far enough, but I felt that the overall sound, especially one to match the spectacular visuals of the song, was rather lacking. Most likely this was owing to the pit orchestra, though Rafiki and the vocals were very strong. Anyway, the first act did drag for a bit with the children’s roles (yes, I know they’re young and already amazing for their age). They struggled a bit to hit the correct pitches, though they had plenty of energy to run, pounce, and dance. The second act was a significant improvement over the first (again, sorry children); the adult actors were simply much stronger, and the nature of the songs allowed for more vocal display than the first. Nala and Simba were both incredibly emotional in their respective solo pieces (“Shadowland” and “Endless Night”). There was something in Simba’s vocals that was a little bit too.. thick(?) for my taste, but I was quite quite satisfied with the performance and the cast. As an added bonus, I picked up quite a few German vocabulary words that night.
To come in Part II: Touring the city by boat and with our couchsurfing host..