Well I have to pass through Switzerland again to get back to England, don't I?! The track goes that way! Well this track does.
So I'm now back in Zurich for a short time with Christa, Cosimo and Nicholas again. The train ride was noneventful, despite the towering, muscled Eastern Euro shielas sharing my cabin, along with the brother-sister pair of Koreans. Man talk about limited English. Thought I had guts cruising round Europe with only one and a few scraps of language. We pulled into Zurich (the terminal station) and the sister asked wild-eyed of me: "Chiri? Chiri?"
"Yes, Zurich," I replied, I hoped warmly. At least they were two, but I know there must be plenty of lone travellers without a word tramping the cobbles and gaining a totally different view of Europe than I've seen.
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Enjoying the read, you make Budapest sound like summat out of an old book with people wearing brown cloth coats and work stained collarless shirts....maybe, maybe not. Wellington still cold and our friends the terror-raider of the Ureweras still front page news. B
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