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Expedition
Yay, Zurich!. They have trains going through their living rooms.
relet
After having introduced his work colleague Enric to geocaching the previous evening, he was up for something crazier. So we decided to drag him along on todays international geohashing expedition. Coming from a meeting, we met joannac at the main station, a great old hall featuring a wonderful regional market on wednesdays. The three of us took the line S9 until Schwerzenbach, where joannac was studying the local people and generally complaining about the cold. Judging from the satellite images, the hash was supposed to be close to a small airstrip on a meadow near a building.
We took a walk along a small brook, passing harvested fields of (we assume) herbs. The boxes made an impressive view. We approached the hash along a larger road, until the point where we were closest. As it turns out, the meadow was now a brownish, muddish, also harvested field, in view of a car shop where several people were valuing and appraising their automobile goods. There was a moment of disappointment, until Enric (our Spanish motivation booster got really into these coordinate games) started chanting "Go! Go! Go!".. then adding "I'll wait here".
And so we went. We passed the cars, got a few weird looks, but no one cared. At the other side of the hill, it became apparent that there was a paved way between the airfield and the field. We would not have to get our feet dirty except for some 10 meters to eventually reach the hash. Joannac and I did so, Enric (who decided to come after us in the end and was attacked by dogs) had a smoke and some laughs while observing us taking the obligatory photos[1][2] and screenshots.
We continued on to search for a few (and find one) geocache and towards the station of Dübbendorf. We discovered that the airstrip seems to be used for military and a museum. Unfortunately, we did not have the time to see if they were selling postcards. There were giant mosquitoes, interesting lamps, and (yay!) a glowing cube in the main station to make those Australians feel at home.
Back in Zurich, we had a quick snack in the popular Niederndorfstraße to celebrate the short encounter before two of us had to leave for the airport.
joannac
After finally getting sick of Australia, and complaining about the northern hemispherers being "on the wrong side of the world", I finally gave in and went to visit (although I still claim you're on the wrong side of the world).
Writing in bits because i am sooooo tired (stupid timezones). That's also my excuse for being incoherent, btw.
The flight sucked. How can it take more than 27 hrs of flying/transferring? That's more than a day! Now I understand why people get over flying. Also, my camera broke pretty much as I left Canberra, so I have NO PHOTOS :( I bought a disposable at the airport, but haven't gotten around to getting film developed yet
On the bright side, the guy my supervisor knows offered to give me a tour next week. So I should be able to be touristy and stuff. And hopefully by then I won't be as tired, and over my jetlag.
So. The actual expedition. I was really glad we were meeting somewhere well-known. The swiss people I met on the streets listened patiently as I tried to explain where i was going, and gave me directions. It was like a crazy game of charades at points. They were very nice, if a little hard to understand. But, accent <3 (although, I could say that about every accent)
The train trip was nice. It was a short trip, and not having a camera probably helped. If I had a camera I would've been snapping pics the entire time. Instead, i took in as much scenery through the windows as i could. It kind of took my mind off the OMGCOLD weather.
My only experience of swiss guys was Roger Federer. I was hoping all swiss guys were as good looking as him. Didn't really happen :( There were a few good looking guys though :) yay international perving
Tracklog
coming up.
Photos
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