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A variety of sausages to have with potato dish below |
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Mashed potato with eggs cooked into it |
How to capture it all? All the little impressions? The vignette of two people talking on the street that seems to capture some small and essential quality of a culture or a time and place, how to encapsulate that into a photograph, a paragraph, a blog? Impossible? Certainly difficult and I don’t think it will happen here.
Switzerland has a seamless integration geographically from function to function. There is no wasted space. At the bottom of the garden, often planted with vegetables as well as flowers, the fields start. Either corn or pasture. Electric fences border the ‘wanderweg’ and other paths and roads to pen the cows from harm so they can feed on every available pasture space. The cities give way to villages and it is either field or forest between the villages. The forests are a source of food and fuel. There is no ‘wild country’, no empty space; with the possible exception of the high valleys and steep slopes of the alps. Where there is still forest, but it is too steep for pasture.
The boys found it difficult to understand at first that the small patches of green between the groups of houses was actually farming land between villages. They were waiting for the towns to finish and the country to start. But it all flows together in small parcels and increments. The schoolchildren and workers from a village will cycle through the farms to spend the day at school or office 10 minutes away, in another village.
We went to a lake with the Stauffers’ new kayak, and hired a couple of row boats as well. Gotti joined us for a few hours and it was all quite lovely. Again, the sun was shining and it did not feel cold.
That night we had dinner with Madlaina, Felix and Claudia’s middle daughter, as well as Flurin (their youngest and only son) and Laura his girlfriend. I can’t remember what we ate.
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The lake called Greifensee |
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Boys in the boat |
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Boys out of the boat. They said the water was very cold, colder than the 'leech lake' of the day before. |
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I believe this is meant to be taken seriously |
Friday we drove over to Bubikon and dropped Gotti’s Felix’s car back at Gotti’s. They had both left for Sardinia to visit Felix’s daughter so we left the car there and took the keys over the hill to Groesli’s. She walked us down to the station and we said goodbye to her and we trained it to Zurich.
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Walking through forest between Gotti and Groesli's |
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Forest mushroom |
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It was a tradition to have a doll especially made at a child's birth. They are too expensive to do now. They use real hair. Dani is holding the doll made for her mother, Verana's, birth |
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Verana on left, Gotti (Marianne) on right |
We were met here by Flurin and together had lunch at the vegetarian restaurant Rasi (Dani’s sister Sara) used to work at last year: very nice food, excellent. We sight saw a bit around the old city. Finally resting at the old hill the Romans had first fortified. Here there were no less than three chessboards, and Peter and Flurin each played one game with Barney, who hopefully learned a little more from the experience.
We picked up our hire car in Zurich and drove back to Hinteregg for cheese fondue dinner with the Stauffers.
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We found, but did not dine, at this "outback" restaurant in Zurich |
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There is even a 'typical' Magnetic Island dish on the menu |
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Zurich cathedral down by the lake |
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A Zurich street drain grate |
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Yay |
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The chess masters contemplate ... ... | There was a dentist in one of the building behind, and we could see in at someone getting drilled and filled |
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Madeleine and Felix |
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Dani, Flurin and Laura |
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Fondue |
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Claudia and Felix |
Saturday we did this:
Breakfast in Switzerland; coffee pastry and berries in Lichtenstein; lunch in Austria, dinner in Venezia (Venice). It was overcast and rainy for most of the drive, but still spectacular scenery. Lichtenstein and Austria are both very similar to Switzerland. Austria had some distinguishing features, apparent even from the road. Innsbruck was a pretty city, nestled by a river in a valley.
From Innsbruck we turned south, through the Italian Alps and then down through the Dolomite mountains to the plains around Milano, Verona and out to the coast and across the Laguna to Venezia.
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Lichtenstein flag on left, Swiss on right |
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Rainy day market in Lichtenstein |
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Lichtensteininian |
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Innsbruk: Austria |
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Snow on the mountains above the road south through Austria |
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The pass through the Alps |
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Want this job? Making sure people pay half a euro to pee (No extra charge for other deposits) |
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Into Italy |
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The Dolomite mountains of Italy are impressive |
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Dwarfing the villages at their feet, the Dolomites soar. |
We made our way to the top floor of our hotel, across the piazza from the cathedral of Saint Lucia
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Venice is just outside! |
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View from the boys' hotel balcony |
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Church of Saint Lucia. |