For once, I arrived at the ZOB, our meeting point, two minutes late on Wednesday morning. I had already prepared myself for a thunderstorm, because we tour guides in Hamburg were supposed to be at the meeting point before our guests. But Marcel, the bus driver, just said: “It’s only a minute, that’s no problem!” […]

My Swiss group was more punctual than the Germans at the ZOB, our meeting point, on Tuesday morning. We were able to start accordingly, but the traffic held us up a bit. After driving around the Outer Alster through one of Hamburg’s posh districts and getting to know street names such as “Bellevue” and “Schöne […]