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And the cow says… MOO!

Sorry, we’ve been reading far more children’s books than adult’s books lately. But it relates to my quick post of the day. For some reason over the past week or so, if I have the north-facing windows open, I will quite clearly hear a bellowing cow. The nearest ones I know of are a handful that were brought from some higher pastures to some pastures that are in between the line of houses of our area and the wooded walking trails. Like this guy:

And he’s probably a half a mile away! I guess that the acoustics of living on the side of a hill account for some of it, and that the cows here are just really loud.

Interesting snacks

I always like to try new food items and you never know what wacky food combinations will work well. This week I grabbed two new snacks, Snips and Schoko Pfeffer-Nüsse, and two favorites I discovered last year, Lebkuchen and Quarkini.

Snips are the same consistency of Cheetos (maybe a little less gummy on the teeth), and instead of cheese flavoring, they are made with peanuts. It is sort of like eating puffed rice peanut butter. Not bad, but not something I think I’ll be madly craving when we go back to the states.

Despite my hope that all things Christmas would not appear in shops until after Thanksgiving, most grocery stores have started selling Christmas candy and cookies. In one such display at the checkout line, I grabbed a bag labeled Schoko Pfeffer-Nüsse. Schoko is short for schokolade, or chocolate. Pfeffer is pepper, but I temporarily forgot this, and thought it meant peppermint. And Nüsse is nuts. I was hoping it was some sort of chocolate peppermint and nut cookie. No such luck. These were a soft gingerbread cookie flavored with real pepper, and dipped in a chocolate and unknown white candy shell. Not all that great, and I’m a fan of mixing things like chili and chocolate.

My favorite treat right now is definitely the Lebkuchen. They sell it in little packages and at the markets and grocery stores. Even the cheap ones at the drug stores are good! The Swiss version of Lebkuchen is a tiny (usually heart-shaped) cake or really soft gingerbread cookie, filled with a dark apricot preserve, and the whole thing dipped in dark chocolate. They are extremely addictive, and I will buy as many bags as I can to take home with us.

Last but certainly not least is the Quarkini, found at local bakeries. They remind me of a cross between a really good Cruller donut with a slightly creamy, but light and airy center, shaped like a large donut-hole and rolled in sugar. I’m not sure why these only appear in the winter, but I love them! They almost never make them home, as we eat them while walking. Too bad they usually cost at least a Franc each, because I could probably eat a dozen at one sitting! Based on the name, I believe that these treats are made with Quark (a type of curd or cream cheese that is often added to desserts or yogurt over here).

Quarkini

All this snack-talk is making me nibbly. I think I’ll go see if there are any more Lebkuchen in the pantry!

One of my favorite things about Switzerland is all the local food. I’m a big advocate, whenever possible, to eat locally and try to reduce our carbon footprint by regularly eating goods that are transported hundreds or thousands of miles. The Swiss are very proud of their local foods, and all foods are required to have the country of origin located somewhere on the packaging (or in the case of the grocery store, on the sign). Sometimes you pay a bit more for Swiss goods, but I think it is worth it.

Every Tuesday and Friday in the Winterthur altstadt (old town), there is a farmers market. I’m not sure what time the shops set up, but at 10:45 AM every one of them begins packing up goods (but a please and a smile will get you a few last-minute goods). Usually all of the food is local, with perhaps cherries from France or olives from Greece, but usually no further than that. There are copious amounts of small farms with stands packed with the season’s best and tons of florists. (The Swiss are keen to keep fresh flowers on the graves and in their window boxes. I’ve seen some truly outstanding gardens as well.) There are also two fish stands, a number of cheese and bread stands, some selling fresh homemade pasta, and a tiny spot for a lady that only sells fresh organically grown herbs.

I love going there whenever I can. The folks are always incredibly nice and helpful. I often get free samples offered to me, and sometimes they’ll toss something extra in my bag when I buy stuff. I’ve gotten free mushrooms, a bag of fresh egg noodles, extra Japanese Lantern shells, and even extra apples. Unless there is an event in the altstadt, pretty much each shop is in the same spot every week. It is nice when I want to say, just get some fish and some bread, or I’m craving a slice of lemon chocolate chip cake from a baked goods stand that is all the way at one end of the market line.

The market is year-round, but there are fewer stalls in the early spring, when there’s not much produce to sell other than stored apples and potatoes and eggs. During the month of December the Christmas Market competes for space in the altstadt. Practically each town in Switzerland has a farmers market once or twice a week – there’s even one in the middle of the busy Zurich hauptbahnhof (main train station)!

Here’s a few pictures of my cherished Winterthur market, mostly taken earlier in the summer.

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Announcement!

We are moving back to Texas in January!

Lots of details still to be ironed out, but I’m sad, happy, worried, and stressed all at once.

We still plan to take a few more day trips and at least one weekend trip within Switzerland, so I’m sure I’ll have more to post in the next few months. I’ve also got a backlog of posting that I keep meaning to get around to. And since this blog isn’t just about us living in Switzerland, but also about our travels, I’ll be sure to update any future interesting adventures.

I was thinking today about how many places we’ve seen and explored here in Switzerland over the last year and few months that we’ve lived here and how much more we want to see, not just of Switzerland, but of Europe.

Even though I’ve not written about all of them here on this blog, here are some of the places we’ve been to. The ones that have an tic mark are ones we want to go back to and explore again:

  • Appenzell
  • Bern
  • Basel *
  • Baden
  • Luzern/Lucerne *
  • Montreaux *
  • Schaffhausen
  • Stein am Rhein *
  • Zurich *
  • Winterthur
  • Rapperswil
  • St. Gallen
  • Mountains: Pilatus, Titlus, Santis, Rigi, Jungfrau, and one whose name escapes me
  • Bellinzona
  • Locarno
  • Interlaken *

Here are some of the places and things left that we want to see and do in Switzerland:

  • Alpfahrt and Alpabfahrt (cow parade between high and low pastures)
  • Aargau
  • Chur
  • Neuchatel
  • Tobogganing in Interlaken
  • Sion
  • Zermatt (where the Matterhorn is)
  • Geneva (we went through it, but didn’t get to explore it)
  • Montreaux Jazz Festival
  • Gruyeres – to see the cheese making and the nearby factory of Callier (chocolate)
  • Schweiz – the heart of Switzerland and its namesake
  • Thur Cathedral
  • Lugano
  • Kronbrog – Summer Toboggan run (train stop at Jakobsbad)
  • Hergiswill – glassworks
  • Urnersee
  • Kloster Einseideln
  • Glacier Express (despite its name, it is a slow scenic train ride through the mountains)
  • Maienfeld (origin of the novel Heidi)
  • Sierre
  • Leukerbad and Lotschental
  • Regensburg
  • Oberhofen on the Thunersee

Outside of Switzerland, there’s tons more to explore, if only we had the time and more importantly the money. Even living here, travel isn’t cheap, and the dollar is currently suffering quite pitifully in comparison to the Euro. And recently, the dollar has taken a severe dive against the Swiss Franc – huge problem for us, because we are still paid in US dollars, and were using the exchange rate as sort of a buffer against the high cost of living here. But enough about money, how about some hopefully attainable dreams? Continue Reading »

A month or so ago (I’m late as usual to posting events) my husband went on a Team Building hiking trip thing. His team took a train to bus to a cable car up a mountain, and then hiked back down the mountain, going down on scooters partway, and stopping for the occasional beer. The day ended with dinner together. It was an all-day thing, and even though he was pretty tired at the end, my husband had a blast.

On their way up the mountain, though, Heath encountered a really special parade – one I’d hoped to see during my time in Switzerland, but have thus far missed: the parade of cows from the high pasture to the low pasture in the fall (and vice-versa in the spring), called Alp Aufzug. This is a very integral part of Swiss rural culture. Lots of tourists and Swiss citizens flock to small alpine towns to view the parades. There’s often a specific traditional order and custom to the parades. The one that Heath saw started with children leading goats, and then the adult men in their bright vests leading cows wearing huge bells. And at the end was a man in brown. I’ve seen photographs of other parades where women wear traditional costumes including a fantastic headdress that looks like it belongs in the movie Dune and men blowing those huge Alpine horns at the end of the day. I missed it this year, but I’m determined to go to one of these parades next year.

My husband got some absolutely fantastic photos of the event:

children in traditional Swiss costume leading the Alp Aufzug

Cheese cart at the end of the parade.

Heath’s coworkers were a little boggled by his eagerness to scramble out of the bus (which had to pull to the side of the road) to take pictures of cows (twice! there were two parades that day!). But they just teased him over beers later. Here’s a few shots of his hike. Continue Reading »

Schloss Hegi

In the town of Winterthur, there are two castles. The more well-known is Schloss Kybourg. It is a bit confusing to get there by public transportation, so while it is on our list of places to check out, we’ve not exactly been there yet. A fun little castle that is very easy to get to is Schloss Hegi. It is on the north-east finger of the city of Winterthur, and I can walk there from our flat pretty easily. I first noticed it while taking a hike along the overlook above Oberwinterthur. In the picture below, it is that cluster of very old-looking buildings on the edge of the town.

Once I figured out what the buildings were, I was determined to check it out. I mean, come on, as an American, when will you ever live within a 15 minute walk of a castle? I went there twice this summer (once with my visiting friend and former boss, Sharon, and once with a group of our local friends), and it is really a unique castle and museum. It was only opened to the public very recently. Schloss Hegi was first built in the 1200’s with later additions in the 15th and 18th centuries. This odd clash of time periods makes for a fascinating set of buildings. From what little information I’ve dug up, it seems that the main tower was built first, with the rest of the buildings added on later.

Schloss Hegi

What makes a castle unique? They are a dime a dozen here in Europe, right? Well, this castle is more like an estate house or a very tiny palace. Perhaps in the 12th century it was meant to be a fortification, but the additions from the 15th and 18th century show a more pastoral lifestyle. When the castle was made into a museum, it wasn’t extremely well-thought out. The only way in most areas or floors is the way you came out. Narrow cramped staircases (in some cases ladders!) lead you between floors. If you aren’t careful, you’ll miss a whole section of the castle or a room. There’s dead-ends and locked doors. It sounds completely nuts, but really that’s part of its charm.

Old firewagon

The objects in the museum are completely random as well. On the first floor and in the basement you can find a collection of small cannons, ancient fire-fighting wagons and buckets, and a hearse (the kind which would be drawn by a horse). More fire buckets line the first set of stairs. Interesting tidbit about the buckets: each family in the area had their own. When a fire was discovered, each family would fill their own bucket(s) and come running. Each of the buckets in Schloss Hegi has a different family crest or symbol on it. The buckets are all made of leather, too, and kind of an odd elongated narrow shape.

Fire Buckets

We also encountered a tiny landing full of odds and ends leftover from the kitchen: copper pans, and utensils and a big cast-iron pot. It looked like a mish-mash of things left behind for the past few centuries. There are several large sitting rooms or possibly dining rooms, cozy little bedrooms, and tiny maid’s quarters. There were rooms with no obvious original purpose, each filled with things like armory, antique children’s toys (which, in my eyes were very creepy), and even farming tools. Every room had something new and interesting to look at. Kids will like it, too, but very young ones like ours had to be watched at every second. Still, everyone had fun.

Kiddos share a windowsill in one of the tower rooms.

While possibly not the gem of Winterthur, if you are in the area, Hegi Castle is worth a visit. The caretaker that was there both times I visited was extremely nice and helpful, making sure we didn’t miss any parts of the castle, and even helping us take a group picture in front of it. The first time I visited, he was popping out of random windows as we were leaving the castle, like some sort of bizarre Monty Python character. Hegi Castle (aka Schloss Hegi) is only open March through October, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays from 2PM to 5PM and Sundays from 10AM to noon, and in the afternoon from 2PM to 5PM. You can find out more about visiting Schloss Hegi here.

More pictures of our adventures in Schloss Hegi can be found here.

 

Happy Halloween!

Although Halloween isn’t really celebrated here in Switzerland, there are several expat groups that were hosting parties for the kids. We decided that our son is still a bit too young to participate in any big Halloween and had a lazy day at home. We devoured jack-o-lantern and ghost-shaped Peeps brought to us previously by my mother-in-law. Eddie got a little wild with the sugar, but it is a good thing we almost never give him any. We also carved a pumpkin. And I whipped up a Halloween Feast of Squid-Ink Pasta with homemade Alfredo sauce, Shrimp Scampi, and pan-braised Spinach:

We even had Pumpkin Apple muffins! As the evening ended, I took Rosie for a walk and snapped a picture of our pumpkin in the window of our kitchen. As expected, we were the only window with a Jack-o-Lantern shining through.

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So, this is my first post in a ring of this type, and I hope the organizers can forgive me for it being a bit late – having a toddler makes me pretty brain addled sometimes. World Blog Surf Day is an opportunity to learn something new about a different culture, especially through the eyes of a non-native.

The topic for this year’s World Blog Surf Day is Holidays and Celebrations – what is your new favorite as an expat living in a foreign country? My husband and I had a chat about this today. We’ve encountered so many fascinating cultural things unique to Switzerland. We narrowed it down to three: Fasnacht, the Zurich Limmatswimmen, and of course the cow parade when they are moved between the winter and summer pastures.

I think the wildest festival, and the one that is completely local to northern Switzerland where we live is Fasnacht. World Blog Surf Day is a perfect time to introduce the world to this crazy Swiss tradition. Fasnacht is like a mashup of Halloween, Groundhog’s Day, Mardi Gras, and a trade show all wrapped up together. Each town that celebrates it has a huge parade of participants wearing incredible costumes and masks that rival anything we’ve ever seen before. Members of various guilds dress in matching costumes, and often have a band. Confetti is everywhere, and even the parade-viewers dress up.

The festival is based on the idea of frighting away the winter and welcoming the spring. It is usually celebrated close to Mardi Gras, which is Lent, the beginning of the Christian period leading up to Easter. The festivities are run by the city and by the guilds of that city. In the middle ages, guilds were very popular, and the membership in them passed from family to family. Most guilds were originally based on a particular trade, such as bakers, carpenters and wine merchants. You can read more about the Zurich Guilds here.

Our home city, Winterthur, has a huge celebration. While not as famous as the one in Basel, the Wintherthur Fasnacht festivities go on for several days (and nights) culminating in an over-the-top parade. Each guild has their own matching set of costumes and/or masks, and nothing I can say can properly explain the excitement and chaos of the Winterthur Fasnacht.

On the day of the parade, my husband, son and I caught a bus into town very early into the altstadt (old town area). We scouted out a spot on the parade route, and waited. By the time the parade started, we were packed in. Our son fell asleep as soon as it started, so my husband pulled the stroller out of the crowd, and watched from further out. I braved the crowds right on the front line of the parade route (it was, at times, up to five people thick) and was stepped on, shoved, and drowned in confetti, but I got some great pictures out of it, and a great view. It was incredibly loud, and there were tons of bands all playing very good music.

One of the things I found most fascinating was all the masks. For each guild they are similar, as if made by the same person, but are often slightly different for each member. Most look like they are made of wood, but I assume that might be a bit too heavy. Regardless, I couldn’t help gasping each time I saw a new group go by.

Occasionally parade members would grab older children and carry them off partway down the parade route. They would usually try to grab children who were throwing confetti or acting even more wild than the rest of the crowd.

We held in until nearly the very end of the parade – about two and a half hours – but snuck out to catch a bus home, grinning and covered in confetti. We shook out our coats and the stroller (child removed, of course), and were still finding confetti for months afterwards.

If you are visiting or living in Switzerland, I would highly recommend checking out one of the major Fasnacht festivals. Here’s a few links to learn more:

So that’s about it! Please go on to read another great World Blog Surf Day, by visiting the next blog, BBE’s Video Snapshots and his post about All Saints Day in Belgium from the eyes of a UK expat. If you are reading through the ring, and find the chain broken, here the link to the master list of participants of the third WBSD.

Also, many thanks to Karen, who is helping in today’s events for World Blog Surf Day. Karen is an American expat blogger last seen in Prague. The Wall Street Journal said, “Her blog makes a fun read for anyone looking for reassurance that change can be a wonderful thing–and also for anyone interested in visiting the Czech Republic.” You can check out her blog here: Empty Nest Expat.

Not just yet. This post is spurred by something I read in a friend’s blog today where she was grumbling that a local big supermarket already had Christmas trees and a few Christmas items up for sale. One summer in college I worked at a Hallmark store. I think most people know that every year they produce a certain number of Christmas ornaments, often continuing themes for years, and also producing ornaments based on popular movies and books. Some people are very enthusiastic about collecting them. I can’t remember ever buying one for myself, but we have several ones that have been gifted to us by family and friends over the years that we treasure.

Anywho… back to my original point. Almost as soon as I started working at the store, there was a buzz of excitement surrounding the ornaments. The new display was going up… in July! I was horrified, even at my young age. And I still don’t like it to this day that the commercialism of Christmas is pushed up so early by these big corporate stores overriding other holidays and stressing people out. OK, off my soapbox.

I am very happy to say that I’ve not seen an inkling of any Christmas decor anywhere in Switzerland yet. Halloween is only loosely celebrated here – probably brought by the number of expats living here. So there are a few displays of Halloween costumes and a bunch of fall decor type things for sale such as pumpkin-shaped crocks and wreaths made out of leaves. The excitement and wonder of the holiday season starts usually smack on December 1st, and continues on until Christmas Day. I’m looking forward to the amazing hand-crafted gifts that you can only find at the Christmas Markets. I want to get my steaming cup of Glühwein – hot mulled wine. And all the other delights that the markets have to offer. But I’m happy to wait for that until December, and enjoy what we have right now – a crisp cool fall.

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Adventures in German

I’m now in my second class of the study of the German language. I’m still pretty terrible at it, especially since I don’t have the discipline to fully immerse myself. I should be watching more German TV, and studying harder.

Tonight’s class started with a brief discussion of what symptoms you would have if you had a cold (i.e. cough, runny nose, etc.). The teacher wrote a number of terms on the board, some of which I understood. I jotted all of them down and on our class break, used my trusty Wörterbuch to translate the ones I’d missed.

The last word on the list was die Gliederschmerzen. This is one of those long German words that is easier translated when you break it apart. I already knew that “schmerzen” meant “pain” or “ache”. I leaned over to my favorite classmate, a fun blond Slovakian girl, and asked her if she knew what Gliederschmerzen meant. We both reached for our dictionaries (hers is obviously Slovakian/German). In my dictionary, the entry for “Glied” reads:

1. Limb, member

“Limb pain” seemed like an odd translation, so I kept reading to see if there was any further clarification.

2. penis, (male) member.

Wait, what? Penis? Really? Did the teacher pull a fast one? Did Gliederschmerzen really translate as “penis ache”?

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Mainau Island, Germany

A few weekends ago, we went to visit a good friend of ours who lives just across the border in Constance, Germany. It is only about a 45 minute train ride from Winterthur, and we can even take a direct train with no transfers.

We’d been to the city of Constance once before close to Christmas to see the spectacular Christmas market with our friends Stacy and Oliver. I’d always wanted to return to Constance, because it looked like such a pretty city, sitting on the shores of Lake Constance. While we didn’t really get to explore the city on this visit either, we got to check out some amazing gardens located on the Island of Mainau and the historic buildings. The island has a fascinating history, having been transferred between several different countries and families, and most recently owed by a Swedish Prince. It is mainly known for its expansive gardens, and it was pretty popular the day we were there.

We started by meeting up with Ayse, who is one of Heath’s coworkers, but a very good friend of ours as well. She’s even babysat Eddie on a few occasions. She helped us get our boat tickets, as we had decided to take the ferry there. You can also drive to a parking lot near the island on the mainland and take a footbridge across (the island isn’t very far out in the lake). We enjoyed the boat ride, and I hope that Heath and I might be able to take one of the dinner cruises sometime.

Ayse and Heath on the boat

Ayse and Heath on the boat

It was unfortunately a cloudy day for much of our visit, so a lot of my pictures didn’t come out all that well. The gardens were gorgeous. Thousands of plants, flowers, and trees, and even a small vineyard. We saw apples, plums, roses, and many other plants that I don’t know the name of.

A terraced part of the garden

Me and my guy!

Me and my guy!

There were horse-drawn carriage rides, a really neat miniature train set, an overly-crowded orchid-filled butterfly house, several huge playgrounds (one of which catering to really small kids like ours), and even a petting zoo:

Chasing goats in the petting zoo.

Chasing goats in the petting zoo.

We briefly toured the inside of several of the historic buildings, including a museum that had the wedding gown of one of the former residents of the island. I know all my costume nut friends would go ga-ga over the details of this gown, so I snapped a few pictures (more can be found on Flickr):

Embroidered Wedding Gown

Embroidered Wedding Gown

We took the footbridge off the island, and took a bus back to the city where we said good-bye to Asye and caught a train back home. I’d recommend the Island of Mainau to anyone, even if you have children. Just take your walking shoes!

To view a bunch more pictures of our visit to Mainau Island, click here.

To learn more about Mainau Island, Wikipedia has a great article in English here.

The official site for Mainau Island is here (German text only).

The Walls in the Mall…

…are like totally totally tall, for sure, dude.

Only members of my immediate family will get that joke. But I thought of it today when I ventured into a Swiss version of a shopping mall in Zurich with my friend Stacy today.

Most shopping can be found in shops in a city’s center. A bakery can be found across the way from a trendy clothing store; a chocolate shop is right next to a small grocery. All of the shops are entered from the street. The idea of an American-style shopping mall where most or all of the shops are entered from within a giant building is probably strange to most Swiss (and Europeans for that matter). Having spent most of my life living in one suburb or another, I’m quite familiar with the good, bad, and ugly malls in several cities in the US.

Today I had a rare baby-free afternoon, and when I met up with my pal, we decided to check out the new Sihlcity on the west side of Zurich. We arrived by tram from the opposite side of the city. The design of the mall is pretty modern. When you first arrive, there is an open-air courtyard-type area that separates the movie theatre from the main mall building. There’s a hotel on one side (with a SPA! You have no idea how tempted we were to skip the mall and just go to the spa!). And most of the other store fronts that face the open courtyard are restaurants.

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Zürcher Limmatschwimmen

A few weeks ago, we were one of a lucky few to get to participate in something that is only done once a year, primarily by local citizens – float down the river that runs through the middle of Zürich, the Limmat. Normally swimming in the Limmat River is verboten - forbidden – with the exception of a few designated Schwimmbäder (swimming areas). There is boat traffic going up and down the river all the time, as the river’s source is the Zürichsee (Lake Zürich).

Like all bodies of water in Switzerland, the Limmat River is clean, clear, and cold. But that didn’t stop our drive to join in on the float! The day couldn’t have been more perfect, either – sunny and very hot (close to 90F). Our good friends Stacy and Oliver  pre-bought tickets for all of us over the internet. This turned out to be a very good idea, as only 3,500 tickets were sold, and folks were turned away after a certain point in the day. Stacy graciously watched our son and her daughter while her husband, my husband, our friend Pat who was visiting us from the US, and I were on the river.

You have to jump through a few hoops before getting started. It is a good thing that we got there early, and had a friend who speaks perfect German to help us. The ticket area was right next to the Fraumünster. We got in the (far shorter) line for people who had bought their tickets over the internet. They checked our printed tickets, we signed a release form, and then were given a bag to put our clothes and other items in. Next we got a wristband with a number on it, with a corresponding sticker for our bag. Participants were being released on the river in batches of 30 people at a time. We were also given a sheet of paper with a list of times and wristband numbers. It was first-come, first-serve, but even though we were there pretty early, we still had to wait until 1:45 for our time slot.

While we were waiting, we got some lunch at a really neat restaurant that I have always wanted to try. It is called the Bauschänzli, and sits on a tiny island in the Limmat River, right next to where it drains from the Zürichsee. They are generally open only May through September, and periodically have live music. The food was really good, and I had one of my favorite drinks – Möhl’s Apfelwein – which is more like hard apple cider than wine.

It was getting close to our time slot, so I kissed the baby and sent him off with Stacy, and the remainder of us pushed through the crowds to get to the starting point. We first were admitted into the Frauenbad Stadthausquai – basically, a women’s swim area. It was pretty nice, and I’d like to possibly go back there again. The water looked so inviting, and we were so hot! But no swimming in the pool – it was corded off.

Frauenbad

Frauenbad

They had divided up the dressing rooms into male and female. We all changed, and put our things into the provided bags, and put our stickers on the bags. Next we got in line and waited in the hot sun for a while. We were given our floats – small inflated ducks. It was a bad sign that we were told to not hold on to the ducks directly by the attached string – it turns out that every one of ours deflated by the end of the day! I’m glad I had an extra ring float that Stacy loaned me.

Heath next to a pile of duckies

Heath next to a pile of duckies

Next we passed off our bags of belongings. As part of the fee, the organizers run your back of clothes, etc, to the end point via boat. It’s a well-organized excellent idea. Finally, after a slight bit more waiting and listening to a local radio commentator, we were set free! We had the option of either jumping off a pier, or walking down a set of stairs into the water. Somehow we originally shuffled over to where the dock was, but I was so overheated and afraid of going into shock that I convinced the boys to go with me via the steps. Before you knew it we were in the blessedly cool water!

Heath shivering in the water, and Pat on the steps behind him.

Heath shivering in the water, and Pat on the steps behind him.

It was pretty cold at first, but it didn’t take long to acclimate. The river moves very swiftly and is very deep, but it is an easy river to float. To reassure my mother, yes, there were indeed hundreds of support staff lining the river in boats and on the sides of the river and on bridges, ready at a moment’s notice to help any one in trouble. Heath and I have innertubed down the Guadalupe River in Texas half a dozen times, and this is nothing like those trips. For one, they really space everyone out so you’re not piled on top of each other.

Photo Cred: Stacy Streuli

Photo Cred: Stacy Streuli

What’s really neat about floating down the Limmat is the views that you get. Even if you take one of the ferry boats down the river, they go kind of fast, and it is hard to see out the windows sometimes.

You’ll notice in some of the pictures that the guys appear to be sitting high up in the water. They are nowhere near touching the bottom as it is very deep. They are actually sitting on their duckies, as this seemed the most comfortable option. Again, I’m very glad I had the innertube!

After about an hour, we reached the end. I wish we could have floated longer, but the current moves you very quickly. When we first got out, you were immediately handed you a cup of steaming hot tea. It was nice and since you had to get out on the shady side of the river, it kept you toasty.

Me and my tea!

Me and my tea!

Next we went to retrieve our clothes. I’m really impressed by how efficient they were. I guess they were sorting each boatload of bags as it came down the river, because it only took a few minutes for them to find all four of our bags. We also obtained three plastic tokens that were our claim for our free souvenir, drink, and snack. After we were all dressed, we breezed through the line to get our souvenir (a glass cup with the Limmatschwimmen memorialized on it). Next we walked down the river a little further and across a bridge to find… a ridiculously long line to get our snack and drink. That was a little disappointing way to end the day.

We met up with Stacy and the boys stood in line to get our drinks and snacks: Rivella (revolting Swiss soda), and what else but sausages mit brot (bread)! For a change of pace, I told them to grab me the vegetarian option which was a really interesting breaded falafel-esque thing sandwiched between two thick slices of bread. After we’d rested and eaten, we all took turns taking dips in the swimming area of the river until the babies had had enough and we headed home.

All in all, it was a wonderful unique experience that I’d do again in a heartbeat! Though, next year, if we are still lucky enough to be living in Switzerland, I already promised Stacy that I’d take a turn watching her kiddo so she can take a turn floating down the Limmat.

If you live in the Zurich area, or are planning on visiting it in August next year, they already have information up about next year’s float down the river. It will be held on August 21, 2010, with a rain date of August 28. You can find more information about it here. The fee covers your float, transportation of your things to the finish point, a souvenir, snack, and drink. I highly recommend buying your tickets in advance, and bringing a secondary float if you aren’t a great swimmer, assuming the ones they supply in 2010 deflate as quickly as ours did. Make sure you also check the website before you go, as the details could differ next year.

Since our friend Pat was wonderful enough to bring us a waterproof disposable camera with him (and he brought one for himself as well) we were able to take pictures as we were floating down the river. It took me a little while to get mine developed and put on CD. Priciest development that I’ve ever paid for, too! Yikes! I’m glad that I have a digital camera for all our other needs. Anyway, for more pictures of our float trip down the Limmat, taken by me, Pat, and Stacy, click here.

Me and the hubby on the Limmat River

Me and the hubby on the Limmat River

German humor…

On one of our trips back to the states, we bought a card box with 1,000 German words, similar in size and style to the cards used for Pictionary or Trivial Pursuit. While we are eating, we pinch out about a dozen cards and study them. We’d also been watching some cartoons in German earlier in the morning. Here’s a conversation from lunch today between my husband and I.

Me: Ok, next one – “wissen” – it’s a verb.

H: No clue.

Me: It means to know, as in a fact or a skill.

Me: Ok, “die Wissenschaft” – noun.

H (without pausing): Witchcraft!

Me: Erm, no – Science.

H: Bwhahahahhaha!!

(Note for those who don’t know him – my husband, who by trade is a project manager for an engineering firm, is a total science nut, and would be one of the last people in the world to say that science is witchcraft.)

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