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Zurich - A heart full of neutrality
So this was my first (and only) full day surrounded by filthy neutrals. As I've mentioned, it's actually a really nice place.
The entire city looks like it's made of postcards and cuckoo clocks. It's absolutely gorgeous and so serene it's unbelievable.Going for a walk along the river we got to watch giant fountains and took a look at a church with the steepest and highest steeple I've seen as well as a church with the biggest clock face in Europe.
I actually forgot to mention this in yesterday's blog, but while walking along the waterfront I got a fantastic view of people parachuting over the mountains. Except they never actually hit the ground. I'm assuming they were just riding the air currents like birds do because they were staying at the same height for about 45 minutes or so.
After we'd seen the churches we stopped by a local flea market which had some interesting wares to say the least. You could buy street signs, heaps of old useless crap and plenty of fur. Not just jackets, mind you, but full animals. They were so soft and fluffy.
After the market we continued our trek and got to Sprungli, a local chocolatier. It was here we decided to try luxumbergli. My facebook will no doubt be upgraded with about 40 million photos at one stage or another, but as they're not there yet I'll try and explain what luxumbergli are. Each one is in the shape of a hamburger and about the diameter of a 10c coin. They are about 1.5cm tall and as far as I can tell they are made entirely out of sugar. They'd actually be a great present to bring back for people, but apparently if you don't refrigerate them immediately they basically dissolve in 30 minutes. They "bun" part of it is an incredibly light and fluffy meringue-type concoction and the "patty" part is a cream like center. We got about 16 of them in all sorts of flavours (vanilla, choc, hazelnut, champagne, etc) and sat down to eat them all in one sitting. As you'd all be aware, I'm not the biggest sweet-tooth and so after eating them I felt incredibly lethargic. I think my body went into some kind of shock because it was the equivalent of sitting and eating sugar by the spoonful. No doubt they would be Ash's favourite food in the world.
After that we made our way to another chocolatier where they made the best hot chocolate in Switzerland. They did this by basically melting chocolate and adding a little milk. It was so rich and yet creamy… a must for any chocolate lovers. Unfortunately for me, but this point I'd ingested so much sugar I think my body was ready to go into a diabetic coma.
As we'd finished up our day we headed up to the hotel to pack. There was really nothing left to do and I had about $40 Swiss Francs left to my name. This meant that I did the only thing a reasonable person would do; I went and bought dinner at a restaurant. Not just any restaurant mind you, but one that served horse. Like, horse steak. It's not too bad to be honest. I mean, once you get past the whole "Nooo Wilbur! Don't eat me! It's me, the friendly Mister Ed!" you find that it's got a different texture and goes fantastic with garlic sauce. But then, what doesn't?
From there it was back to the hotel room to watch the only channel that was in English: MTV. This meant I got to watch the most retarded shows ever created (reality TV) followed by The Chapelle Show. I'm not going to enter my usual rant about it, save for saying that the greatest sketch he's ever done was on. It involved Wayne Brady and choking b****es. They actually had the exact same episode on the night before so I guess MTV just rocks extra hard over here.
After a quick sleep we were up and ready to get to Munich. But that's the subject for tomorrow's blog!
Fun Fact: The name of the company that made the lift in the hotel was Schindler. That's right. For those that need it spelt out to them, I spent part of my holidays in Schindler's Lift. Strangely it had no inner door (you get to watch all the floors go past), it was only just big enough for 2 people at a time and it had an ashtray in it.
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