Lucerne is hands down my favourite place in Europe that I’ve visited so far. I knew it was going to be beautiful from what I’d seen online prior to our trip, but seeing it in the flesh confirms its impressive reputation. After getting up crazy early and saying goodbye to Darryl’s family in Neunkirch, we got train number one of two on route to Lucerne. Passing through Schaffhausen, Zurich and countless other beautiful towns during the hour trip was as stunning as it sounds, and eventually the fog began to clear and turn into glorious sun and blue skies.
After dragging our cases along the cobbled paths and pushing through the bustling market crowds, we checked into The Tourist Hotel. It turns out haggling for a river view is worth the awkwardness, because we were given the key to a top floor river/mountain view room. Not the best hotel, admittedly, but the view was worth it, and for the sake of one night it was fine, even if we did have to battle the world’s largest, fattest spider which decided to make itself at home on the curtains.
Lucerne was hot, really hot, which followed on from the heat we’d had during all of our other Swiss stops prior to this one. Thank god I took shorts in my handbag, because an outfit change a midday was necessary. With no real plan of action for the day, we spent the afternoon wandering in and out of chocolate shops, markets, tourist attractions and walking along the gorgeous river. We walked right the way down to the Swiss Museum of Transport, which we only entered purely to get a sneak peek at their Lindt shop. So worth it, because we got freebies from ‘the Lindt guy in the hat’ which I swear was the man from the advert, complete with chocolate tap. I won’t lie, this was not the only chocolate we consumed that day. Every shop seemed to hand out free chocolate, and we bought our own, consuming at least 200g each in that one day alone. Is it any wonder I gained weight over summer?
Before dinner we decided to do ‘the wall walk’, which involved a lot of steps, but the result was a spectacular view of Lucerne beneath you. How can a town be so pretty? For our final meal in Switzerland we wanted to sample true Swiss food, but it really did come at a cost. One raclette meal and one cheese fondue cost around £50. Turns out the cheese fondue is not meant for one, guilty, not sorry. Despite having to heave ourselves out of our seats, desperately truing to keep our cheese food babies out of sight, we wanted dessert. Chocolate fondue, to be exact. Could we get a chocolate fondue, anywhere? No, unless we got one each which we definitely could not stomach, or paid to sit at the table (despite ordering food and drink!?), meaning we had to admit defeat. Instead, we sat beside the river eating yet more chocolate, batting mozzies away left right and centre, while the sun set around us. This really was an incredible day, leaving me with extremely fond memories of Lucerne. I need to go back in the winter because I can’t even imagine how beautiful it would look then.