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How to turn a bad day good

You know those mornings when you hear the clock chime 07:00 and you wonder whether you’ve actually slept at all? Your eyes appear to be cemented shut and your body seems to be rendered immobile due to some kind of sleep-deprived paralysis. Not even semi awake and you’re already wondering how you’re going to get through the day.

Well, that was me on Saturday morning.

I did not feel good.

Not helped by an empty fridge, piles of washing to do and a husband with ears oblivious to cries of children and eyes blind to bored toddler-caused chaos.

I did not feel good at all.

But how to turn a bad day good?

I worry that, because I’m not overly happy living in Zürich, I might give you the wrong impression of the city. It might not be the easiest place to live at times but, and it’s a big BUT, it’s undoubtably beautiful and a simple morning’s stroll has the ability to lift even the gloomiest of moods.

So that’s what we did.

We took a leisurely walk along the lake, stopped for a tasty treat and a much-needed shot of caffeine, and enjoyed the city that we’ve never really called home but will always have a fondness for nevertheless.

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It feels like we’re slowly starting to say our goodbyes. Every thing we do now … every walk … every visit … well, it could possibly be our last.

Eleven weeks left to fill with as many farewells as possible.

The perfect afternoon stroll (and reason I love Switzerland #5)

With my recent moaning about the militant Swiss attitude to coat wearing and the un-get-on-able trams, I’m sure you’re all wondering what kind of country is this. Clad in more fur layers than the abominable snowman and risking life and limb to climb aboard public transport, yes, Switzerland and its inhabitants do have their odd quirks.

However, I’ve had the opportunity (and luck) to live in and travel to many beautiful countries and places. La Reunion, Mauritius, Banff, Rome, Capri, Snowdonia, the Peak District, to name a favourite few. And Switzerland is right up there shaking hands and drinking prosecco with the best. It is simply breathtaking. I sometimes look at the mountains in the distance and they’re so awe-inspiring that the view doesn’t seem real. Almost like somebody has super-imposed them in the background.

My afternoon walk with CK (providing we can get on the tram to take us) is a stroll by Lake Zürich. When the sun’s shining, I couldn’t think of a nicer place to be – apart from the one time we mistakenly wandered into the path of the Zürich marathon … not our finest expat moment. Don’t take my word for it … here are the photographs I took on Saturday when we were out and about.