P came back yesterday. We had gone to pick her up with a detour to Susie's for couple of cup cakes. However, we did come home to keep them in the fridge before proceeding to the airport. Did not have much time there at the viewing gallery as the flight had arrived. Yet, after collecting P's lone bag we did get M an ice capp and she went up with P to show her reduced viewing gallery.
The beauty of this trip for P has been the impromptu visit to Zurich. She was in transit for over 6 hours there and she went out to the city. Apparently one does not need a visa or anything to do that. She enquired at the Info kiosk and they told her to buy a day pass, hop on a train and be in the city. She did just that, loaded with a city map and directions to which train to get there and come back.
At that early hour bakers were setting street side stalls to sell freshly baked breads and other Swiss goodies. Unfortunately, they would not take a credit card and P did not have any Swiss francs or Euros. Al;so, nobody wanted the USDs. So she walks on, hops on a tram, does the usual sight-seeing and is by then in need of washroom. Guess what, one has to shell out 2 SWF for that. Again no local moolah, it's a no go. P gets in the nearest McDonalds, buys a coffee and a something to eat and also gets to use the washrooms.
Soon the traffic starts picking up and she heads back to the airport using a combination of tram and a train and is now here, recalling her "touched my feet to Switzerland" tale.
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