You’d think a new home and a mortgage would force us to put our pressing wanderlust to the back of our minds for at least the first year, but of course that was never going to happen. After spending a month between Dubai, Australia and Bali last November, cramming every inch of the thirteen different stops on our travel itinerary into a slightly ambitious twenty-eight days, it was going to go one of two ways. We’d either vow never to opt for a holiday that doesn’t involve piña coladas by the pool all day every day, or we’d fall in love with the exciting and hectic schedule that allows us to see what the world has to offer. Needless to say, the latter happened. If you give us even as little as one single day, you can guarantee we will see every monument, every hidden gem and a bunch of places that don’t generally make it onto TripAdvisor, all while racking up fifteen to twenty kilometres of walking – because sod paying for public transport when you can see everything in more detail from travelling by foot, exhibit A being last year’s trip to Copenhagen.
With annual leave booked and no plans, what else is there to do other than book a spontaneous trip abroad? Darryl has family who live out in Switzerland, so it was only a matter of time before we hopped on a flight to pay them a visit! Anyone who knows me will be fully aware that my life is extremely organised in every possible aspect, so admittedly this last minute holiday is extremely out of character, but when it comes to travel, sometimes an impromptu break is what you need. So, only three weeks after initially suggesting the idea to one another, there we were crawling through rush hour traffic on our way to Luton Airport.
First stop, Zurich.
Despite a ninety minute flight delay, we were soon gliding above the stunningly blue rivers, lush green fields and small, adorable towns and villages dotted across the Swiss countryside, before touching down in what is possibly the cleanest and most minimal airport I’ve ever set foot in. Cases in hand, we hit the cobbled streets of Zurich for an afternoon of exploring, photography, sightseeing, and of course, eating. I’m not usually that fussed about cities, but Zurich is most definitely an exception. It’s full of typically quaint Swiss architecture and is split by the River Limmat, which looks beautiful even on a cloudy day, unlike the Thames! Staying true to form, we dragged our cases through every tiny alley and up every painfully steep road to see as much as we possibly could, heading to every tourist hotspot that we deemed a must-see, all before spending our last hour sat by the river, devouring Swiss pasta from the supermarket and of course, the first of many chocolate bars. Because when in Switzerland…
We only had until around 7pm so we didn’t get to do any shopping or venture outside of the centre, but for us even as little as six hours was enough to see everything we wanted to in Zurich, and more.
Next stop, Neunkirch.