Weekend trip crossdressed – Having fun flaunting legs

As I had said in my previous posting, it is a tough decision to either continue with the evening and outfit or to be wise, to go back to the hotel on time, to not have a nightcap at the hotel bar, and to be fresh and fit the next morning for yet another day of crossdressing fun and yet another great outfit.

I had been smiling all evening long already over the plan and program for Saturday and the two great outfits I had selected. For the visit at Hamburger Kunsthalle, sightseeing, and lunch, I had selected a sexy outfit, consisting of a sleeveless top, black faux leather short, dotted nylons, black boots, and my new black winter coat. It feels safe to wear during the day, but would feel awkward in the evening, if you know what I mean. I had mentioned in an earlier posting that I think it looks really hot if the outfit (shorts, skirt, dress) is shorter than the coat, hence that only slender hosed legs stick out from under the coat. I do not know why, it just hits me as sexy.

I've split up this day into two posting, the first reporting on the day itself, with departure from the hotel, lunch, after the visit to the museum Hamburger Kunsthalle, and some sightseeing. The second posting will focus on the visit to Hamburger Kunsthalle, exclusively.

Portrait of the day

And here’s the outfit: Boots, nylons, shorts, and top

Boots, nylons, shorts, (top), and leather jacket

Boots, nylons, (shorts), (top), (leather jacket), and winter coat. Sexy, don’t you agree?

It was a clear and sunny day, starting at a mere 7°C, as the display in the subway station knew to tell me.

Let me give you some orientation in the map below, as to where Franzi spent her weekend in Hamburg: The hotel was centrally located, such that I was able to do everything by foot or subway. Restaurant and bar on Thursday were in walking distance from the hotel. Shopping on Friday was to the right and to the top of City Hall.

On Saturday morning, Franzi took the subway to Hamburger Kunsthalle (next to Sankt Georg). The lunch location on “Außenalster” (the larger of the two lakes, top right) was a wonderful walk away along the shore. On the way up, I took the picture of “Jungfernsteg,” the shore across “Binnenalster,” (the smaller of the two lakes), as given in the map below.

The program on Saturday evening lead Franzi to St. Pauli, a 25-minute walk from the hotel, crossing the park “Große Wallanlagen” to see a play at “Schmids Tivoli.”

“Jungfernstieg,” looking south-west across “Binnenalster” and its fountain in the middle. It originally was a dam, built in 1235 to dam the river “Alster” and to operate a mill.

Another landmark on the way to lunch is Hotel Atlantic, where Udo Lindenberg lived for many years. Udo is one of Germany’s most famous and influential rock musicians [cf. en.wikipedia.org]. Born in 1946, Udo was a pioneer of German‑language rock music. In the early 1970s, when most rock was either English‑language or politically niche, he proved that rock with everyday German lyrics could be both artistically serious and massively popular. His works made him a defining voice of post‑war German pop culture. Instantly recognizable for his hat, sunglasses, raspy voice, and laid‑back “Panikrocker” persona, he is also known for advocating peace, freedom, and tolerance. Unfortunately, he was not available for a photo with Franzi. I am very sure he would have liked her, though, the old philanderer.

I had a different vision in my head of the stylish seafood restaurant, where I had made a reservation for lunch. I pictured a posh villa on the shore of “Außenalster,” where I would lounge for hours, drink Champagne, and show off my legs and outfit. Instead, it was more of a shack with a floating deck, and their inside was closed due to a lack of personnel (a common phenomenon in recent years, it seems).

Anyway, as I am known to be flexible, I took some outdoor seating.

Oysters! Another picture for the “Franzi eating oysters” collection. I love them: served on ice, salty, with a squeeze of lime and/or a drop of tabasco, and/or some finely chopped pink onions. Unfortunately, their Champagne was out. What a faux pas !!! Can you believe it? There I was, at the seafood capitol of Germany, eating oysters, and I had to make do with an ordinary Crémant.

Salad, and a very tasty one, with pomegranate arils.

And the main course.

Salmon teriyaki with wild broccoli, sweet potato mousse, and grilled lemon. Yours truly, culinary crossdresser, Franzi.

“Binnenalster” looking the other way towards the earlier photo spot.

And the elevator shot going from performance to rest.

Are you curious, yet, to lean about notorious St. Pauli? But first you have to see some arts with me at Hamburger Kunsthalle. Stay tuned, sign up as a follower, or follow Franziska on Instagram.