I’m currently stretching my legs in a flat in southern France. I arrived here on Saturday to perfectly clear blue skies and I couldn’t be happier. The winter in Zurich has been so...Read More →
I’m currently stretching my legs in a flat in southern France. I arrived here on Saturday to perfectly clear blue skies and I couldn’t be happier. The winter in Zurich has been so long – it feels impossibly good to feel the sun on my skin again. Yesterday we headed out into the town of Vence. It was perfect to wander around the old cobbled streets and take in the weekend atmosphere. There’s only one problem that I’m currently facing: French coffee. We sat down at a lovely little outdoor cafe in a square and ordered two cappuccinos. When they came out, instead of foam, there were huge dollops of thick whipped cream on top. Is this normal? I need to figure out what sort of coffee to order here. I’m not hardcore enough to just order an espresso, I need something with a bit of milk and, ideally, some foam. What do I order guys? Tomorrow we’re heading into Antibes, hopefully I’ll have better luck.
Everything is better when you add fresh flowers…
On Monday afternoon the streets of central Zurich were taken over by a parade of the guilds – complete with old-fashioned outfits, marching bands, lots of beer, plus old men throwing candy and fish (?!). Apparently it’s the sort of cheesy traditional event that you should only go to once but, quite honestly, I love it. The weather has been RUBBISH recently and, even though it was freezing and raining, it was totally inspirational to see the entire city covered in flowers. There’s a strange exchange of flowers between people in the parade and people watching… it eventually ends with handfuls of gorgeous floral arrangements being handed out to any kid that shouts loud enough at the person passing by – next year I’m bringing a fog horn.
They might be old-fashioned costumes but I loved seeing all the outfits in the parade. There were some amazing hats and the shoes with buckles reminded me of the Miu Miu AW12 collection (yumm – buckle bows). Loads of people wore necklaces with big pretzels attached to the end… I’m thinking this is something I should start including in my daily look.
Ah yes, that’s some Swiss beer with a flower and next to it is the böögg. The böögg is a snowman that’s been stuffed with explosives. Bizarre, right? Everyone gathers around and watches as a fire gradually moves up towards the snowman, waiting for the head to explode. #TotesBizarre – the faster it explodes the better the summer is meant to be. This year it took 12 minutes and 7 seconds – not too bad.
Come on summer, I’m ready for you.
Experience thus far points towards Swiss people having a high charm-factor score. The passport control officer even offered up visa advice while warmly welcoming us into the country… as opposed to the British who, I swear, assume you’re a terrorist smuggling drugs up your bum regardless of how sweet you might be. Ran into a dodgy situation yesterday afternoon though when a ‘letting agency’ tried to score 500 SEK in cash off of us in exchange for… well, we’re still trying to figure out what we were meant to get from the agreement. Catastrophe avoided though. We bolted out of that place and headed for the hills, where we had lattes, rode a tram, and gazed at the skyline (snow covered Alps included). Zurich is more beautiful and enticing than imagined it would be… now, if only we could find a place to live.