It's a lovely city. We see the biggest clock-face in Europe, the river, the Grossmünster church, the Fraumünster with it's stained-glass windows by Chagall, the old town. Eileen sees beautiful clothes in every window and is extremely dissapointed that it's Sunday and the stores are all closed. We pass by a store with the biggest selection of Swiss watches in Europe, and I feel a pang of disappointment myself!
Did I mention that Switzerland is expensive? Maybe not such a bad thing that the stores are all closed...
We wind up our flying tour and head back to the hotel to pick up our bags. Check out and head for the train station. Buy coffees and sandwiches to eat on the train, but somehow Eileen leaves her coffee in the shop. Not a good start!
TGV to Paris. When we arrive in Paris, it's cloudy and cold. Apparently the planes are flying again. Everything back to normal.
It all seems a bit unreal. Our heads are still full of sun-drenched salt water memories. Every once in a while the ground starts swaying...
The end of a big adventure.
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