This morning I’m as excited as the little kids I saw yesterday afternoon jumping up and down before they opened up the ice at Planten und Blomen, Hamburg’s huge outdoor skating rink.
That’s where I finally picked up a new pair of skates to replace the ones that broke before Christmas.
Today, I’m going to give them a good breaking in.
I’ve been living here nearly 13 years and never once set foot on the Alster, the huge lake in the centre of Hamburg. Sitting like a fat, crooked thumb sectioned at the nail by the Kennedy Bridge, the Alster is a focal point for Hamburg life winter and summer. Been sailing and canoeing on it, rowed in an 8-man racing shell, rollerbladed around it and had a few picnics on its grassy banks, but not once in all the time I’ve lived here has it been cold enough to get out there and scrape a few turns.
Today’s the day!
Out yesterday on the bike – first to take a ferry ride through the ice pans clogging the Elbe – I swung by the Alster and was astounded to see two skaters in the foreground, a few others in the distance.
Can’t wait can’t wait can’t wait!
It’s minus 15, the day is breaking clear and blue and I’ve got the whole day off.