Off to a bad start in Hamburg

Ever since I left my flat in north London the day promised to miscarry. I ventured to carry my folding bike in a shoulder bag all the way to Hamburg so when I stepped outside at 3 o'clock in the morning, I had more than a suitcase, a backpack and the bike bag to worry about: the downpour forced me to grow an extra hand to hold an umbrella. I literally f…