The small city of 400,000 isn’t the capital of Switzerland though it is the largest city. After arriving I crossed the beautifully cool looking water on a day when I finally found some nice weather.
The city is a mess of small beautiful cobbled streets. As you can imagine google maps was heavily relied on here. The first day I arrived in the being and got food. One thing I did not expect is how expensive the place is. £25 for a risotto, fortunately I don’t think you can go wrong here all the food looked amazing. The cheese, the wine, the pasta, the pizza, the meat, and even the tofu.
The next day i jumped on a free walking tour run by a few locals. Learning about the history of the city: their state flags how they became one nation, and how women in the 13th century played a large role in the decision making of the city.
Fun fact: the Vatican’s swiss guard got it’s name from the swiss previously being highly train, highly expensive mercenaries which were employed by anyone with a lot of cash. A rather large contrast from today. But because of their large amount of support for the Vatican each state received their own flag and the guard was named after them.
The next day I got the go ahead for the paragliding. Fortunately the dismal weather had cheered up on my second to last day. I wandered about till the afternoon where my heart jumped into my throat when boarding a train to a near by town just out side Zurich.
This sensation got worse the closer to the jumping point. Up until I met Yosh a nice guy who really settled my mind. He explained how we were really safe and how we had a good say for it i.e. not too violent. Unfortunately we needed some more up drafts to stay in the air for longer than 15 minutes. A shame but at the same time as you have to go in circles to get the most of the up drafts then you start to feel a little ill.
Still worth it though.
Once landing I wandered through a small swiss town. It was beautiful and so semi it looked like a nun should syltart singing on one of the hills. I jest. But if you can get over the smell it would be a lovely place to live.
Afterwards I nipped to the chineese garden: it was lovely but a bit small fortunately it’s not expensive to enter.
As it was still relatively early I though I’d cross off another country on my list and head to Lichtenstein. It was nice though the trouble of arriving late meant I had no way to get cash and nothing was open. But the town was picture perfect and the people lovely. Only to be topped by the mountains right on their dorr step and surrounding them on almost every side.
Getting back was however a nightmare trains are far from reliable in the evening but I finally made it back and got more street food as all the resteraunts had stlhut up. Oh well. I shall put it down as an experience.
Until next time.