Goodbye Germany, hello Switzerland! We took an afternoon bus to Zürich. Our bus was a super cool, double-decker bus that had wi-fi.

IMG_6451.JPGOur seats were on the lower level at the only table on the bus. This was kinda cool and kinda not. Poor Davey had to look backwards the whole trip, so it’s a good thing he doesn’t get carsick! We sat next to a young guy and an older lady and they were very nice and gave us tips and on what to do and see in Zürich.

Once we arrived in Zürich, we walked to the train station to get information on how to get to our hotel. We ended up having to take the train out of the city and then walk about 1/2 mile. So, we dropped our bags off and then took the train back into Zürich.

Switzerland is labeled as one of the most expensive countries. The actual city of Zürich was beautiful and clean and it looked expensive. However, barley 2 minutes outside the city were decrepit high-rise apartments, tons of graffiti and lots of small shacks pieced together with tarps and scraps of metal.

I was glad that our hotel was outside the city so we could experience– or at lease see– what real life was like in Switzerland. It’s obviously not only an expensive country to visit for tourists like us, but also for the people who live there.

Zürich was beautiful, but it was our least favorite city. It had a very cold, oppressed, depressed vibe, and while the people were nice, they all seemed sad. It was a good reminder to me that God is the only one who provides true joy and happiness… not riches or fashion or travel.


Our main goal the first night was to find fondue. The Swiss are known for their cheese, so fondue was a must. We wandered around the city taking in picturesque views as we asked local after local where to find fondue without any luck.


This is the biggest clock face in all of Europe… so we were told.


Our trusty map, comfy sneakers and cobblestones.


By now it was dark and I was starting to get hangry (hungry+angry= hangry). We still had not found a fondue restaurant, so we were about to give up and just get something to eat at the first place we saw. But then… we walked around the corner and saw people dipping cubes of bread into steaming pots of cheese. We were so excited!


The waiter asked us if we wanted fondue for 1 or 2 people and of course we said 2, not knowing that there was no way we could eat the vast amount of cheese and bread that was set before us. I won’t tell you how much this meal cost because it’s kind of embarrassing that we spend so much money on a bowl of cheese and bread. But it was worth it for the experience. And, it was very delicious.

The next morning, we got up early and took the train to the edge of the city where you can hike up to a lookout point and get an aerial view of Zurich. The city was shrouded in fog that morning, so we didn’t get a very good view, but it was pretty cool to see the fog and feel like you were in the clouds.







The trains back to the city ran every 20 minutes and we had to catch the next on so that we would be able to catch our other train to Milan. Swiss trains are very punctual and so we knew that even if we were 30 seconds late, the train would already be gone. We had 3 minutes and we sprinted down the mountain and slid onto the train just as the doors closed.

When we got back to the main train station, we got some apple strudel and a cappuccino and retrieved our bags from the storage lockers and boarded our next train.





The train ride from Zurich to Milan was one of the highlights of our trip. We rode through the alps and saw the most breathtaking views… it was amazing.





IMG_6501.JPGNext stop, Milan!


3 thoughts on “Zurich

  1. How wonderful! I didn’t realize you went to Europe! So happy for you. Glad you found your fondue to cure your hangry mood! I get it. Also I love the train ride through the Alps pictures. Our favorite place in Germany was a small town at the foot of the Alps and we hiked into the most wonderful mountain lake I have ever seen! Can’t wait for you next post!

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