My turn to write this episode as Switzerland is my favourite
country. Our rail journey from Milan
was truly amazing. From the armchair comfort of our 1st Class
carriage the electric train was almost silent as we glided along the shores of Lake Como
and Lake Lugano before climbing into the
mountains. Our journey over the Alps took in
some spectacular scenery swishing past tiny villages and through numerous
tunnels. Summer has started late here so the mountains are still snow covered.
The houses gradually took on the typical Swiss chalet style. On arrival at
Zurich Central, I was lifting the cases off the overhead rack and one slipped
and came crashing down on the bridge of my nose so I am now sporting a large
red blotch between my eyes. “Typical” can I hear you say?
The information on our hotel stated that it was “just over
the road from the railway station”. However, it turned out this was a suburban
station not Central so we had an extra 6 minute train ride to get there.
On our first day we explored Zurich . Although it has many old buildings,
it lacks the history and character of Milan .
We experienced a ferry boat ride on Lake Zurich and took a cable car up into
the hills where we found a pleasant restaurant and sipped a wine (or 2) while
taking in the fabulous view of the lake and Zurich city.
Yesterday we hired a car which was booked for us by the
hotel. We requested a small manual to be delivered to the hotel at 9am. We
turned up to reception to pick up the key and were advised that we had been
upgraded. We walked out to find a top of the range Audi A4 with more gadgets
than you can poke a stick at. After first getting in the wrong side (as you
do), we sat in the car for 10 minutes before I was forced to go back into the
hotel to find someone who could show us how to start it. Embarrassing. We were
soon on our way and in the first half hour Janice aged 5 years as I came to
grips with driving an unfamiliar car in heavy city traffic on a different side
of the road. Luckily Swiss drivers are very forgiving.
We were on our way to Fanas, the small village up in the Alps where I worked for a month on a community service
project digging a milk pipeline in 1966. Our journey after leaving the city was
mostly on motorways and at one point my bum got very hot. It turned out that Janice,
whilst fiddling with the air conditioner controls, had accidentally switched on
the drivers seat heating.
It took about 2 hours to reach the village and there were
many parts that were familiar but after nearly 50 years there also had been
many changes. I was disappointed to learn that the milk pipeline which dozens
of volunteers over 3 years had put in thousands of hours to construct had fallen
into disrepair and had ceased to operate about 15 years ago. Picture of Brian at Fanas above.
View from village of Fanas above. We then travelled to Grusch, Landquart and the city of Chur which were places I had visited whilst working here. As the principality of
Next stop Heidelberg.
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