Four hundred and sixty-seven chapters visit Hamburg II
"You still have the nerve to say it, you bought this ticket, right? Didn't you read it clearly when you bought it? It was a waste! More than 60 yuan is gone, which is enough for me to fish for a day!" Wang Jian did not break it.
Instead of worrying about my appearance, I looked at the ticket in my hand that can only be used by those under 30 years old.
"There are so many options. I don't have time to look carefully. No wonder it's called an energy card. Germans think that after 30 years old, you lose energy. It's okay. Don't waste it. Give me this ticket and save it for tomorrow.
If you go buy a hamburger card, it will only cost a few cents more." Hong Tao didn't feel sorry for those few euros. Moreover, this kind of ticket is not registered and can be used by anyone. It only depends on the date and is not wasted.
The full name of Hamburg's train station should be Hamburg Hauptbahnhof. As for why it is called that, Hong Tao doesn't know. Anyway, that's what it says on the street sign. The bus they took stopped on the south side of the train station, and the train station was right out of the door.
The church-like pointed tower, and across the road behind them, is the Hamburg Museum of Arts and Crafts.
In terms of urban layout, Hamburg and Beijing have many similarities. Beijing Railway Station is the geographical, commercial, and transportation center of Beijing; Hamburg Railway Station is also the geographical, commercial, and transportation center of Hamburg. Looking at the street opposite the train station
The row of hotels and inns made Hong Tao feel friendly from the bottom of his heart. Isn't this the Beijing Railway Station!
But to be honest, they only look similar in general, but they are very different in terms of architectural style, environment, cleanliness, and order. I won’t go into details. You can’t always speak ill of your own country.
"Director Hong, should we take pictures of the train station first, or go to the museum first?" Wang Jian impatiently carried the camera and started talking.
"Okay, Director Wang, you are Director Wang now, I will fight against the machine." Hong Tao glanced at the big clock on the train station. It was already 9:20, and he had been late for another 20 minutes. Take over quickly.
Hamburg's train station looks like a European church-style building from the outside. Hong Tao can't figure out whether it is Baroque or Gothic. Anyway, in his opinion, they are all the same. According to the introduction in the tourist brochure, this train station
It was built and put into use in 1906. It has been more than 100 years ago. Although the original train station was bombed by the Allied forces during World War II, the train station rebuilt in 1958 still looks so antique.
Unlike Beijing Railway Station and West Railway Station, the layout of this railway station is not that complicated. When the West Railway Station was first built, Hong Tao, as a Beijinger, actually got lost in it. After entering, there is a lobby similar to a hotel.
Same front hall, two
There are shops all around, and there are quite a lot of people inside, but they are not that embarrassed, and there are no people carrying big and small bags to catch the train. Everyone looks at ease, even relaxed, if you don't look at the tall
The train timetable is hanging on the wall. It looks like a shopping mall.
Walking further and entering the platform area through a pair of escalators, you will suddenly see a bright view. Above your head is a huge roof with a steel frame structure, which is probably bigger than the Capital Gymnasium. It is also surrounded by large glass windows and the lighting is very good. In
On the ground, there are trains one after another. There are about 8 trains, and between the trains is the platform and waiting room.
Originally, Hong Tao and Wang Jian thought that there would be no crowds of people at foreign train stations, but there was indeed a bit of crowds on the platform. Hong Tao even felt it was a bit in the way while carrying the camera. There were so many people flowing, but no corresponding sound was made.
The entire platform cannot be said to be very quiet, but it does not affect everyone's normal communication. At least there is no need to shout and talk. It seems that the messy problem in the train station has a lot to do with the management. Don't always make trouble for others.
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Similar to the lobby at the entrance, there are many shops on the platform. There are flower shops, bakeries, cold drink shops, candy shops, fast food restaurants, and supermarkets. However, the most popular ones are beer bars. There is one within a few steps with the signature color.
They are all different. It seems that Germans really love drinking beer. They even have to have a drink while waiting for the train.
After walking around the train station, the two of us walked westward along Menkeberg Street. Most of the buildings on both sides were 3- and 4-story spire buildings. They were basically red in color and were not painted with exterior wall paint.
, but a piece of red brick.
We passed St. Jacob's Church, St. Peter's Church, the City Hall Building, and St. Michael's Church, and then headed north, taking a look at the Hamburg History Museum, Brahms Memorial Hall, and the Hamburg State Opera.
After a while, I finally returned to the shore of the Alster Lake north of the Hamburg train station and found a bench to sit down on.
"I said, Lao Wang, you are so good at walking. Those churches all look the same. Just look at one of them. Do you need to worship just when you see the temple?" Since the camera was on Hong Tao's shoulder, Wang Jian never looked back.
Carrying it back, although the size of this machine is much smaller than that of the old-fashioned video cameras that use tapes, it is still a bit tiring to carry such a thing when shopping. At this time, Hong Tao misses Wei Han very much.
"You are just a country bumpkin. You know nothing. Most of European culture comes from religion. If you want to understand Europe, you must first understand their religion." Wang Jian is like a university professor teaching students
In class, pointing to a pointed tower in the distance is a bit like pointing out the country.
"You pointed wrongly. That's the tower of the city hall, and the one on the left is the church." Hong Tao responded to Wang Jian's preaching with an extremely contemptuous expression. Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf? You couldn't tell the difference when you got off the plane.
What is the difference between Christianity, Catholicism and Orthodoxy? I have just lived here for two days and have already begun to explore European culture?
"Can you have some taste?" Wang Jian put on a hapless look again.
"Don't be ridiculous. Have you noticed that all the shops along this road are closed? What day of the week is it today?" Hong Tao didn't have time to bicker with him.
"It should be Saturday...oh, no, it's Sunday, what's wrong?" Wang Jian looked at his watch with a calendar and didn't understand what Hong Tao meant by asking what day of the week it was.
"What's wrong? We didn't look at the almanac when we went out. Why did we come out on Sunday? Wait for me for a while. I'll go ask." Hong Tao patted his thigh, as if he figured something out, and then put the camera into Wang Jian's arms.
, trotted towards two German police officers who were patrolling dozens of meters away.
"Let me ask clearly, today is Sunday, most shops are closed, except for the shops on one street. Do you want to take a look?" After a few minutes, Hong Tao ran back from the German police in a hurry.
Then he pointed to the north mysteriously.
"Just tell me why the shops on that street aren't closed. I guess your expression means nothing good." Wang Jian expressed doubts about Hong Tao's character.
"The two policemen told me that only the shops in the red light district are open. What do you think? Do you dare to go?" Hong Tao pointed in that direction again.
"Holy shit, this is the police! How can you point out a place like this to tourists! Point me to how to get there?" After hearing the words "red light district", Wang Jian felt as if he was digging his family's ancestral graves, and his emotions immediately
He got excited, pointed at the policeman's back and protested strongly in Chinese, then took out a map of Hamburg and motioned to Hong Tao to mark the location on the map.
"You and Fatty Liu have the same moral character, but what they say is different. Such people are the most perverted. They think worse than anyone else, and speak more openly than anyone else." The expression on Hong Tao's face became even more contemptuous. This
He is simply the second fat boss.
"It's done, don't talk nonsense and lead the way!" Wang Jian stood up and was about to open the way.
"Don't worry, foreign girls also have to have lunch. Let's find a place to feed our bellies first. Aren't you hungry?" Hong Tao only ate one croissant at Marx's house in the morning. After walking around all morning, his stomach was already empty.
The shops were closed, but the places to eat were not closed. On the contrary, there were quite a lot of people. Hong Tao and Wang Jian easily found a busy restaurant on the shore of the Alster Lake. There were almost no people in the restaurant.
Most customers sit at open-air round tables near the lake.
Hong Tao and Wang Jian also found an empty table and sat down. The environment here was good. The road on the left looked like a pedestrian street. One meter away from the table was the inner lake of the Alster Lake, with a large green parasol above it.
.Although it is summer now, the temperature in Hamburg is only about 20 degrees, which makes people feel very comfortable.
