Hamburg, Germany
Well, today is a day off, but I have no time for sight-seeing. I need to get Brian’s bass repaired. And luckily there is a few guitar shops just blocks from where we parked the bus. The club in Hamburg, the Knust (which means the heel of a loaf of bread, go figure)
has graciously allowed us to park next the club a day early and hook up to shore power for the night. But they warn us that there is a flea market in the lot tomorrow, and we will be in the middle of it. The club happens to be in a section of town that reminds me of the Haight-Ashbury district in San Francisco.
Lots of thrift stores, T-shirt shops and coffee houses (that only sell coffee!!) Also, tons of graffiti that has become part of the décor. They don’t seem to paint over it, which is, in many ways, a shame.On our way in we see a beautiful old piece of early Germanic architecture, an old church that had been bombed during WWII. Much of the town is 50’s modern, since many of the old building were destroyed in the war. However, there are a few beautiful churches
and government buildings 
and I’m able to get some photos while looking for Brian’s pickups.
By far, the most interesting piece of architecture is right across the street from the club and conveniently it houses, among other things, a music shop. It is a Nazi bunker, and it is massive!!! 
I’m assuming that it is still standing because it is solid concrete and is nearly impossible to deconstruct.
By the end of the day, I have Brian’s bass completely repaired with a new set of pickups (thanks to Martin at Schalloch Music).
Only sets him back 250 Euros. Ouch!! I pick up the bass and head to a little Italian (I know, I’m in Germany, but they were allies, right?) restaurant, next to the store. I have a salted fish, which was way better than expected. Time to crash, since it all starts up again, tomorrow. Luckily, we loaded in earlier today, so the set up should be easy tomorrow afternoon.
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