Die Bahn/Notes on Switzerland

Dear Deutsche Bahn,

Please accept my deepest apologies for saying bad things about your service on this blog. In reality, I love you and your comfortable, fast trains with every fiber of my being. Let's just put my last post under a "lovers' spat" and please, please, please, do not send the fates against me again.

Mit freundlichen Grüßen,
Sarah Edgar


Oh, hi there, blog readers.
I'm just trying to cover my behind against future mishaps because on Saturday I missed my train. It went down like this--- Early Saturday morning, I went on an airplane from Zürich to Köln (as per my new policy of only being on the train a max of 8 hours per day) in order to teach my contredanse class at the Cologne TANZhautnah festival. The class went very well, and in 6 people I may have awakened a new passion for nerdy dancing! After the class, Beate and Jeremy and I had a refreshing beverage (1st mistake) and talked about the funding possibilities for our show in Feb. (2nd mistake). After we paid for the drinks, I only had a 1/2 hour to get to the train station, and on a weekday this would be ok. But it was SATURDAY-- the train was running 10 minutes late and I missed my train back to Switzerland by 2 min. I tried to tell my sob story to the ticket desk, but I had to end up buying a ticket for early the next morning for an insane price that I won't write here because I want to forget it as soon as possible.

But I got to spend the evening with Jeremy! Totally worth it.

Notes on Switzerland:

1. It is a rich, rich country. The airport in Zürich is filled with fancy wooden modern-art design desks, and the seats are leather. The Swiss franc is almost worth the same as the dollar (1.13 francs = 1 dollar), but it is kind of crazy expensive here. Example: a Starbucks coffee at the airport costs 7 francs, a cocktail at the bar in Winterthur costs about 25 franks (I didn't buy either of those things, FYI)

2. The choreographer and his husband have made me feel completely at home-- they cook for me, borrowed a bike for me to ride around town, and I even have my own bathroom. And they gave me a jar of jam (homemade from their own grapes) for my birthday!

3. I am speaking German A LOT. Yay! It has become my fall-back language because I can't speak the local dialect.

More later--- I can't wait to explore the medieval castle and hike in the woods and see Zürich and etc etc.