Couldn’t sleep so figured I may as well walk down to the fish market for opening at 5. It is a pretty cool Hamburg tradition, even if some drunken young fellow nearly pissed on my foot. Navigating the revelers is all part of the fun! 

Fingers frozen, I clumsily scarfed down my greasy fried fish chunklets with remoulade, and it was good. Fingers still frozen, I dropped the cell phone, my recently acquired very first smart phone, and shattered the display. Doh!