May 28 –
Tuesday – Train from Venice to Zurich, Switzerland
Our entire
day was spent on the train from Venice, Italy to Zurich, Switzerland. It is not a problem for us because we LOVE to
ride trains. We awoke early and had
breakfast at the hotel. This is with a
sigh of relief. As I said things are
expensive here, our modest dinner last night was $150 dollars and that did not
include any wine. (OK… John had an Italian beer.) Yes, we are still recovering from being
spoiled.
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Grande Canal in front of train station |
We had fun
pulling our suitcases over a very large bridge.
This one had big stairs. It
crossed the Grande Canal. On a normal
morning or evening on the canal the boats, ferries and utility boats roar by so
fast you would think it was the Los Angeles freeway. The only trick is that there don’t seem to be
any traffic rules. It is like watching
bumper boats. It is great fun. Between watching the boats and the people,
John and I could spend all day just sitting in one spot being completely
entertained. What a great sport!
Anyway, back
to pulling the luggage. The lift up was
challenging but we both made it. We took
it in little chunks and things went fine.
The way down seemed easier, at least I thought so. But, I had about five people stop and ask me
if I needed any help, yet I was the one with the lighter load. I guess I looked like one little old decrepit
lady about to pass out. Robust John was
doing just fine. I kept on telling people that I was fine; I
wanted to say that I’d carried my bags over the Grand Canal in Venice. I’m sure most people thought I was crazy, but
then that wouldn't be the first time.
The train
station was busy. Luckily, we had
checked everything out the day before.
We knew where to register our tickets.
John had purchased them on-line at home before we left on our trip. He should have been a travel agent. His planning worked like clockwork as
usual. Our first train took us to
Milano, Italy. We had about an hour and
a half layover before catching our train to Zurich; lunch was a Burger
King. After ordering two number one
meals, we were about thirty dollars poorer.
This may give you a reasonable bench mark on the cost of things here.
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Milano, Italy train station. Largest in Italy |
From Milano,
we caught the train to Zurich. The train
ride took about four hours. We were
lucky to get nice seats with good viewing windows. The hills were green in northern Italy, and
eventually we found ourselves in the valleys and hills of the Italian Alps. We began to climb the mountains, and very
soon Italy became Switzerland. We went through at least twenty tunnels
before we arrived in Zurich. One or two of
the tunnels were about three miles long.
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Lake Zurich with Alps in the background |
The Swiss
country side is beautiful. Things look
so clean and neat. Everything is so very
organized and orderly. This feels so
different from my experience in Italy, where things are crowded, haphazard and
seemingly unplanned, and in very many places in a significant state of decay. In Switzerland, everything seemingly works, runs
on time, rings on time, opens and closes on time. I love it!!!
We arrived
in Zurich to find it rainy and cool. For
a moment, I thought we were home! We ran
between rain drops to a cab. We found
the most off beat cab driver I’ve ever had; he kept raving about tax laws, various
countries, politics and companies that are not paying US taxes. I guess the US is having some impact here –
at least on wide-eyed and emotionally on-edge cabbies. By the end of the trip, at least he had
successfully driven us to the hotel and made sure we knew where the Swiss
museum was. It was an interesting
introduction.
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View from our room |
Our hotel,
Helmhaus Hotel at Schifflande 30, am Limmatqual, in Zurich is wonderful. It is right on the edge of the old town and
Lake Zurich, and within walking distance of almost everything. We have a lot of exploring to do. We will tell you more about that
tomorrow. It’s been a long day. Stay tuned for more of the adventure. Sleep tight!
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