Day Three: Zurich Comes to and End
A proper pint and plate sort of place
Wednesday ended with Nicole departing for the airport and the three of us chilling in the apartment for a while. The weather was getting worse, and only the moderation of the Zürichsee was preventing a total snow storm.
About 21:00, we headed to a proper English pub - Oliver Twist. They had proper pints, proper football, and proper fish & chips. It was almost certainly a local joint, so we felt a bit out of place, but we made out best of fitting in. These folks were here to watch a game and we were clearly in their way. Nonetheless, we enjoyed ourselves.
The city is awfully photogenic at night in the rain
After food and drink, we took our leave, and so did Ted. Brian and I continued hunting for a “happening scene”, but we quickly realized that it would not be found in Zurich on a snowy Wednesday night, and this was not a haven for two guys to get lucky.
We pit stopped at a few bars along the way, looking for action, but found nothing, so eventually, we just turned in for the evening. After sleeping two nights on the hardwood floor, I booted Brian and Ted to the futon and took the double bed to myself. It was a very welcome change of accommodations for all of us, and as a result, I slept the best night of the whole trip right then and there.