On that one Saturday evening and night took place the yearly Night of Churches in Hamburg, so I decided to take a look how it all was looking like and was organized. A new experience I have made was going alone at the St. Jacobi’s church tower at a height of more than 80m. But the more breathtaking thing than the great view at a big part of Hamburg was… the short trip with the old elevator. First it didn’t work properly, the door didn’t want to close and the whole machinery made strange sounds. Than the woman who supervised the coming people up and down said that it must be the fault of the too frequent use of the elevator on that day. Her statement didn’t made it better. Even worse. We all had to wait in a long queue for taking the lift. As we were already inside, a guy couldn’t stop talking about how funny it would be if the elevator would just jerk to a halt in the middle of the way to the tower. I just closed my eyes, squeezed the camera in my hands and just hoped for being up. I really lament that there is no other way going upstairs by feet to the tower, like in St. Michaelis church.
The wooden floor creaked under my feet. The many doors with glass inside, leading to the narrow way around the tower, were slamming loudly because of the draft all the time. The view was miraculous. I enjoyed the short time looking at Hamburg from that height, seeing some people like they were small ants, slowly walking downtown by night.

Here are some pictures from the way to those few churches that night.

Here again, sorry if one or two pics are a little bit blurred, I just don’t have a tripod and took them all by hand or I leaned against a wall or something else.