I liked switzerland ..... how could you not like a country that takes its' sheds so seriously? The Alpine meadows were strewn with fantastical wooden shackery that looked awesome, and were larger than the depressingly functional 8x6's of middle England. They had sheds for animals, sheds for wood, sheds you could live in, Nice!
I loved the language, I was in a German speaking bit where they mostly understood my German and talked with a lovely sing-song tone that made even the train announcments a joy! Talking of which the trains ran EXACTLY to time with no deviation EVER, this confused me muchly coming from England where the timetable is broadly aspirational but, mostly fictional.
I didn't get the idea of Cuckoo clocks? Why did they start making them? Why do they continue making them? Oh and the other thing I didn't get was entire shops dedicated to the Swiss army knife!!!! There must be a limit to the amount of knives you can usefully use? more so as some of them were pushing the boundaries of usefulness, I ACTUALLY saw this in a shop that specialised in Cuckoo Clocks and Knives (to be consistent they should also have had a clock that a full size Emu popped out of on the hour methinks!)
But, needless to say, I loved the mountains completely, utterly and hopelessly, they were geological poetry and gargantuan pieces of worship installation .... in a Rock genre (literally!)
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