Already home and I can’t quite believe it. I knew it would go quickly but, come on. That was slightly absurd, no?
I’m so happy that I had a chance to get back to Zürich. It’s funny because it’s not known to be an overly beautiful or culturally rich city like Rome or Paris. But I love Zürich. And I think this is because I was a resident, I lived there. I had my favorite cafes, quiet places for reading, restaurants, bars, streets to walk around, and on and on. I loved laying by the lake when it was warm. Hands down, this was my favorite thing about Zürich. Additionally, my love probably has to do with the growing up I did here. I moved there by myself and struggled with homesickness and loneliness for a while and finally found my own way. I made friends, discovered the gems, and established myself in the year I lived there.
To go back without the obligation of au pair-ing was truly fantastic. I could enjoy the city without thinking about my curfew and needing to catch the last train back to my village. I didn’t worry about working on the weekend and wondering what everyone else was up to. Experiencing the city independent from these worries made it more pleasant. Lastly, I feel ever so fortunate for the opportunity to spend a little more time with Adam (alright, that’s as mushy as I’ll get!).
I suppose I should make it evident through photos that I actually made it there. More to come once a certain someone sends me his pics. Enjoy.
Love these purple shudders. Perhaps a K-State fan lives here...
View of the Niderdorf from Lindenhof
I managed to capture this with everyone else walking behind a tree. When I looked at the shot afterward I couldn't believe it.
A Broad At Home 