Got back yesterday from Switzerland. Unusual circumstances at times...I landed in Zurich at about 9:00 am local time after an all night flight, on Sunday, when Switzerland appeared to be closed. I couldn't find anything to do so I decided to drive out to the town where I'd be working and check things out there. The hotel was also closed, with a sign on the door that check-in wasn't until 5:00 pm. Lights off, doors locked, no cars in the parking lot. And the rest of the town was about the same. So I killed a little time before deciding to just go back to Zurich to find something to do. I checked out the Bahnhofstrasse and a walking tour of the old city and got in some sights before deciding that I was too tired and had to go back to town before I was so tired I'd fall asleep on the way. Getting back to the province I tried to nap in the car a little and just waited until 5. Once I was checked in, it was another experience finding something to eat. I set out walking because driving while that tired was unwise. So I walked...a long way...and every place I found was closed, until a place some distance away where I could get pizza. It was run by (I think) Turkish immigrants who spoke no English to complement my speaking no German, but eventually I got my order, even though it took some doing before I could understand they were asking me 'for here or to go.' Anyway, bright an early the next morning I went to the vendor and appeared to take them by surprise. Nobody knew I was coming. I'm not sure why. The guy I was supposed to be working with was on holiday that week. They were very accommodating, however, and dealt with me by giving me a master key so I could come and go to do my work as needed. Which was handy, since I did so at all hours. ALL hours. Very long days. But I got most everything done, visited Luzern, Winterthur (got really really lost) and my friend Chris, who's been over there for several months now. We went to Apenzell one weekend to take a cable tram up a mountain, but it got cold cold cold while we were driving there, and we could see the fog rolling in. At one point we were in the parking lot, just after discovering the tram was closed for the season anyway, talking about what to do next, when I looked over and discovered that in the last couple minutes the tram wires had gone from disappearing into the clouds far overhead to disappearing into the clouds about 20 feet over our heads. So we just did some shopping in the town instead of the mountain. Even visited a stinky cheese store. I also got a bit of geocaching in while I was there.