And 7 hours later...

...I return from biking around lake Zurichsee. You can really see the snow still on the Alps well from halfway down the east side of the lake. When I started out near the north shore, they were setting up a carnival for this weekend. There are a lot of festivals happening this weekend all around Zurich and nearby Rapperswill. Too bad Lexi and I will be in the Netherlands. Actually, we'll probably have as much fun there, if not more. I've been pouring through the TIME OUT guide for the last few days and I've found more things to do then we have time to do.

As I made my way to the southeast shore, I came across vineyard after vineyard. I had no idea how close they grew the swiss wine. Lexi and I will have to go through this neighborhood again some time for some wine tasting.


Near to the vineyards, someone had taken a bunch of old German helmets and put together this ant on their roof.


On the south west shore, I found Casino Zurichsee, which unfortunately had no Texas Holdem. I've just about given up on finding any real poker in Switzerland. They only have the versions where you play against the dealer and those don't use any of the skills that Lexi and I have developed. There's never much chance for profit, when you're playing the house. It's better to play the other suckers.


Halfway up the west side of the lake, I came across all these small farms. These bulls in the picture had only a small string keeping them from wandering into the street. You could never keep ferrets the same way. These must be some real chill cows.


It was around the Lindt Chocolate Factory that my arms and but gave out. I pushed through the last 20 kilometres and then walked home from near the banhofstrasse. I was completely exhausted, but I didn't feel how tired my legs were until I got home. I actually took the elevator up to our apartment, which I rarely do. In the elevator promised myself that I would only take it on days where I biked atleast a canton away.

I made it home just in time as a huge gust of wind followed by a downpour greeted me at home. After the downpour, Lexi made it home and we went out to Brasserie for dinner. The antipasto was great with lots of grilled mushroom and eggplant. Lexi's rack of lamb was also delicious and came, oddly enough, garnished by a breaded and deepfried stick of rosemary which neither of us were about to try to eat. My pasta was another story. I should have listened to the waitress when she said it was small, but when the menu said raviolis in saffron sauce, I didn't know they meant exactly 2 ravioli. The two ravioli even cost us more than the full plate of antipasto. Had I known how big it really was, I would've just bought two antipastos for dinner. I know now to skip their prima piati section of the menu.