I’m home! From Frankfurt we made a short stop at Keflavik airport after 3 hrs, then it was another 7½ hrs to get to Seattle.



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I’m home! From Frankfurt we made a short stop at Keflavik airport after 3 hrs, then it was another 7½ hrs to get to Seattle.


I made it to Frankfurt airport by train and will soon board my Icelandair flight to Seattle, with a stop in Reykjavik. I took the train from Zürich to Frankfurt airport. My travel plan for Zürich Hbf > Frankfurt Airport called for a change of trains at Mannheim. The second train departure, to take me from Mannheim to Frankfurt airport, was canceled due to maintenance issues, though. ‘I know what your question is already’, said the conductor as I called him over to ask what my options were. It turned out there was another train just 4 minutes behind us, which is the one that I got onto, to get me to Frankfurt airport.


Well, I made it to Bern after all, on my last day. My visit really was too short to check into any of the museums – including Einstein’s old house. (Reviewers on-line rate it so-so, though). Also, my stop at the Swiss Mint was disappointing : there is no store on site; they only have an on-line store. But hey – now I know what the city looks like up close, and what to come back for at another time!









I wanted to just post these two pictures of the beautiful Church of St. Leodegar in Lucerne. It was just after 6 o’clock when I took the pictures.
[From Wikipedia]. The church is the most important church, and a landmark in the city of Lucerne. It was built in parts from 1633 to 1639 on the foundation of the Roman basilica which had burnt in 1633. This church was one of the few built north of the Alps during the Thirty Years War and one of the largest and art history rich churches of the German late renaissance period.
My time in Switzerland is running out, and this morning I thought : you cannot leave here and not see a little of the Swiss Alps!
What to do? Luckily, I ran into a great tip on-line, as for how to go about it when in Zurich, to get to the mountains (and that’s what I did) –
1. Take the train from Zürich to Arth-Goldau.
2. Take the Mt Rigi cogwheel train* up the mountain to the top.
3. Take in the scenery (and of course: take pictures).
4. Take the cogwheel train down to Vitznau.
5. Take a boat to Lucerne.
6. Walk around in Altstadt Lucerne.
7. Take the train back to Zürich.
*From the website : ‘No other mountain railway in the Alps has a longer history than this one. The Vitznau – Rigi Kulm cogwheel railway opened in 1871, making it Europe’s first mountain railway. The journey was, and still is, an experience in itself’.








I did make it out to Basel today, but stayed only for four hours or so, using the street cars to get around to where I wanted to go. Basel is a stone’s throw away from Germany, and from France. I heard a lot of French on the street cars.











I changed hotels today (to the cheaper Zürich North Marriott Courtyard). I thought I might fly to one more city, maybe two, but flying costs money, effort and time. So I decided I will stay put in Zürich until I go home to Seattle on Wednesday. I do plan to make day trips by train to Basel or Bern, or both.


Words for Where do you go to (My lovely)? -as recorded by Peter Sarstedt, 1969
You talk like Marlene Dietrich
And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire
Your clothes are all made by Balmain
And there’s diamonds and pearls in your hair, yes there are
You live in a fancy apartment
Off the Boulevard St. Michel
Where you keep your Rolling Stones records
And a friend of Sacha Distel, yes you do
You go to the embassy parties
Where you talk in Russian and Greek
And the young men who move in your circles
They hang on every word you speak, yes they do
But where do you go to my lovely
When you’re alone in your bed?
Tell me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look inside your head, yes I do
I’ve seen all your qualifications
You got from the Sorbonne
And the painting you stole from Picasso
Your loveliness goes on and on, yes it does
When you go on your summer vacation
You go to Juan-les-Pins
With your carefully designed topless swimsuit
You get an even suntan on your back, and on your legs
And when the snow falls you’re found in St. Moritz
With the others of the jet set
And you sip your Napoleon brandy
But you never get your lips wet, no you don’t
But where do you go to my lovely
When you’re alone in your bed?
Won’t you tell me the thoughts that surround you?
I want to look inside your head, yes I do
You’re in between twenty and thirty
That’s a very desirable age
Your body is firm and inviting
But you live on a glittering stage, yes you do, yes you do
Your name is heard in high places
You know the Aga Khan
He sent you a race horse for Christmas
And you keep it just for fun, for a laugh, ha-ha-ha
They say that when you get married
It’ll be to a millionaire
But they don’t realize where you came from
And I wonder if they really care, or give a damn
But where do you go to my lovely
When you’re alone in your bed?
Tell me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look inside your head, yes I do
I remember the back streets of Naples:
Two children begging in rags
Both touched with a burning ambition
To shake off their lowly-born tags, they tried
So look into my face, Marie-Claire
And remember just who you are
Then go and forget me forever
But I know you still bear the scar, deep inside
I know where you go to my lovely
When you’re alone in your bed
I know the thoughts that surround you
Cause I can look inside your head
I did my short round cruise on Zürichsee* today. It was nice enough .. no fairy-tale castles to behold from the lake, just the Lindt & Sprüngli Chocolate Factory. The other highlight of my day (believe it or not, and don’t laugh) was my visit to the Zürich main post office. I had to stop myself from buying one each of all the beautiful stamps they had for sale.
*German for Lake Zürich – and meer is actually sea! Here is a little table.
| German | English |
|---|---|
| Zürichsee | Lake Zurich |
| Rotes Meer | Red Sea |
| Atlantischer Ozean | Atlantic Ocean |
| Golf von Mexiko | Gulf of Mexico |







The Zürchers1 (and I) have had sunny, spring-y weather since Tuesday (but I see our luck is going to run out on Saturday, with a cold front that will bring rain as well). I plan to go on a quicky boat cruise on Lake Zürich tomorrow. Today I took a break from walking all over the city, and – among other things – took care of some laundry at a laundromat on the northern outskirts of the city. The streets are quiet there and it was nice to get away from the all the people in Old Town. (It’s actually not too crowded just yet. I’m sure once summer is here, there will be five times more people).
1A person from Zürich/ that lives in Zürich



I finally studied my Zurich street car (tram) map properly – so that I did not have to log 7 miles of walking again on Wednesday! The day’s ‘mission’ also was to get a full set of Swiss Franc coins (I love shiny coins), and just to track down a few other places I could not get to on Tuesday.









Zürich has been around for a long, long time : when the Romans founded it in 15 BC, they called it Turicum. I can tell the German they speak here is different from Germany’s (not that I understand a whole lot of it!). The city has a reputation for its quality of life, but man! you’d better have a good job or have money to spend. My $4 Seattle Starbucks latte (admittedly expensive already) goes for $6.50 here, and I paid $25 for a pretty modest (but very nice) lunch today at seafood franchise Noordsee. The same lunch cost $16 in Germany.









My time in Munich was up on Monday morning. I checked out of my comfy Marriott hotel and made my way to the München Hauptbahnhof once more, same as Sunday, but this time to catch a EuroCity train to Zurich. The train went west and around Lake Constance, making stops at some small train stations with charmingly short names, such as Elgg and Wil. At one station I saw a guy roll himself a cigarette from loose tobacco (have not seen that in a very long time), and at another, a businessman stepped on board using a strange, square-shaped phone : turned out to be a Blackberry Passport.






I took the train to Salzburg (just over the border in Austria, birthplace of Mozart*) today. It’s just under two hours one way. I was somewhat surprised not to find U-bahns, nor trams, in Salzburg at my arrival. From the main station, the way to get around is by bus. (The old town is nearby, and a 15 minute walk).
*I did stop at Mozart’s house. It’s now a museum, of course. Classical music barbarian that I am, and pressed for time, I did not go inside, though.











It was a beautiful spring-like day on Saturday, and I spent most it on and around Marienplatz, just doing a random walk around it, with a nice lunch at German seafood franchise Nordsee, and a coffee at Starbucks.




I spent much of Friday traversing the city on the U-bahn, stopping at the stations with really nice interiors to take some pictures. It still gets pretty darn cold outside as soon as the sun sets (down to freezing), so it’s good that I packed my scarf and gloves.










It rained all day long in Munich today (9°C/ 48°F), and I had to buy a cheap €10 umbrella to get around without getting too wet. (One only gets less wet with an umbrella, and completely wet, without one). The other unexpected event of the day was an unspecified problem on the U6 train line at 6 pm as I made my way back to the hotel, that stopped all northbound trains. ‘The U6 line will be closed for a long time’ announced the driver, after it had stopped at Giselastrasse station. We all got out, and ‘What do I do now?, I thought. There is no other U-bahn line that goes to the Norfriedhof station by my hotel. No tram line goes there, either. Maybe a bus did, but I had no bus map. So: taxi. No luck flagging one down by Giselastrasse station, so I took the southbound U6 train two stops down, where I knew there was a taxi stand. Yay! I was so happy to find a taxi waiting, to get off my tired feet and just sit. Ten minutes later, I paid the driver the €15 fare and hopped out at my hotel.






My long overnight flight to London, and the short one to Munich both went smoothly. London was gray and rainy. There was a little turbulence on the flight to Munich, spilling the tea out of my cup and onto the tray (a storm in my teacup?).




Today my time in the Cape Town area, is up (alas). I made one final trip to Stellenbosch.
Tonight I will take British Airways to London Heathrow, and then on to Munich, to spend a few days there.
The M10 and the M12 are two arterial roads running by Cape Town International Airport. I used them to steer clear of the clogged up freeways to drop Marlien at the airport on Monday morning at 7 am.

My friends Bryan and Dale and I made a quick run out to the Victoria & Alfred Waterfront today. It was very pleasant outside at the Waterfront (25℃/ 75 ℉).


