Ich spreche nicht Deutsch

Well, that was chaotic transportation. Due to some railway work between Usti and Dresden, they had to transfer us to a bus. Which was running ten minutes late when it left! Needless to say I was a bit late boarding my train in Dresden, though they were holding the train as it was beyond our control. And I got to take a quick cruse through Dresden which I found interesting in a music history context.
I have to say too, that I feel much more comfortable conversing in languages I don't speak fluently now. After being in countries where I don't even have a vocabulary base to the languages (German and Czech), it seems almost a relief to be able to communicate at all. Which is why when I tried to ask a question of the couple sitting across from me and they just shook their heads and said, "Spanish." I immediately started trying to communicate in Spanish with them.
Normally I feel uncomfortable speaking anything other than English, though I try with the country I am in, just because I find the lack of fluency aggravating for me. I couldn't believe how quickly we were able to communicate what was going on in the train, and I am happy that I remembered some of the words I did. I still couldn't hold a conversation in Spanish if my life depended on it, but I was completely comfortable asking basic questions and understood how they were answered. I found this rather invigorating. Now if only I could do that in every language...
The rest of the trip was fairly uneventful, other than it was sunny every time I was in a vehicle and as soon as I stepped out it would start pouring. And there were two really drunk Irish girls on the last leg too. As in they had a bag full of empty clinking bottles, and you could tell when they were getting drunk as they got louder and ruder. They had a very loud conversation about what a cell was called in Germany, and it took the one girl 10 minutes to explain it to the other. My favorite part though was when we were about to get off and they were right behind me. Not only could I smell the alcohol reeking off them but one "whispered" to the other, "I think people might think were drunk" before collapsing in a fit of giggles. Think!?
Hamburg is very pretty, and still surprisingly warm despite the rain. It will be pouring one second and the next I'll need my sunglasses. It's an interesting combination. I went real traditional tonight though and got a kebob sandwich. It was delicious, though pointedly turkish. I did enjoy a delicious muffin for dessert though, and stocked up on clementines and water for the morning train ride. It's going to be an early one!
When I checked into my hostel, somehow my reservation had been changed. Even in my email confirmation the date was correct, but they had me checking in tomorrow for 3 days! I was quick to let them know that wouldn't work, and they informed me they were booked full. Slight issue! They managed to squeeze me into an all girls room at the same rate though, so thankfully I'll have a bed tonight. Unfortunately it's booked full because of a bunch of high school groups. I'm currently surrounded by excess high schoolers all from different countries that have mobbed the entire area. Talk about overkill!
Basically between the rain and the early train, it will be a low key evening. I walked the local neighborhoods, but didn't feel up for heading downtown when I'm on a time limit. That will just have to be for another time. Plus the fact that I have run into very few people who spoke English, so while they were willing to co-mingle an understanding together with me, it's more work that it's worth when you're just trying to order a sandwich and call it a night.