Yesterday we took a 3 km walk from the farm along the north shore of Zurich Lake into downtown Rapperswil - a charming town popular with tourists in summer. At this time of the year, it seemed that most of the people around were locals, out for lunch after church. (I'll take brisk weather and no crowds anytime over the mobs of summer.)
Afterwards, we walked a couple more km inland to see the farm where Ursula's grandfather grew up. It's on a hill overlooking farms and suburbs. Back in the 1920's when Ursula's grandfather lived there, it would have been totally out in the country.
For dinner, we had a big gabfest around the family dining table. Lydia made a Swiss chocolate cake for George's birthday, and we got to try all of Werner's homemade fruit liqueurs. About 9 pm, we walked the one kilometre back to the hostel where we're staying. The moon was out, and it seemed a perfect ending to the Swiss chapter in our Big Adventure. Being able to enjoy it with John made it even more special.
Today, we drive to Bern (120 km) to catch a flight to Rome at 3 pm. The kids want to cross over into Germany on the drive so they can add it to their lists of countries visited. While the weather here has been unseasonably warm this weekend, but we're still looking forward to shorts and t-shirts in Rome.
In terms of my mindset, I still read the Star, Globe and Post every day - but find myself less and less interested in what they have to say. I can feel myself disengaging. With 220 rookie Members in the new Parliament, I know that what I was part of for 10 years is now gone. For the first time since we began planning for this trip 2 years ago, I feel like the future begins now.