Just over a year ago, Ellen and I decided that it was time to escape the oppressive heat wave in Berlin . (This year the high for the upcoming week is a lovely 76. Time to go back?) Ellen had looked up several old friends , including one in Hamburg, Germany. This was our next destination. When we arrived, Anke, our hostess, already had big plans for us. Our first order of business was to travel downtown... by canoe. We learned that Hamburg has an extensive canal network, including more bridges than either Amsterdam or Venice. Vid Link That evening, we were taken to the very swank hotel-top bar: 20up . My favorite part was the view from the restroom... On the way back home we took a stroll through the Reeperbahn past Herbertstraße and learned that you can identify a prostitute by the fanny-pack that they typically wear - not in back - but in front. It's important to keep an eye on the cash. The next day, we decided to learn a bit more about the city and so we jumped o