15.11.2009 9 °C
I head to the airport to catch my flight to Zurich. I allow plenty of time and figure there isn’t too much time to do much else in Vienna this morning so i may as well sit at Vienna airport and watch the world go by.
The flight is absolutely packed. Again i flew Niki Air. It is one of the cheap airlines that Niki Lauda set up. I had booked my flight well in advance and was able to fly from Vienna to Zurich for $39. There is no inflight entertainment offered, instead you get to see where you are flying over all the time on the tv screens. I had a window seat this time and flying into Zurich was simply awesome. Seeing snow on the mountains was a treat.
I don’t have the same problems as I had arriving in Vienna and am able to find my hotel quite easily. Checking it out properly on the internet the night before really paid off. The only problem is that I have to go up and down stairs to get out of the stations. My right arm is becoming quite strong lifting 20 kilos up and down train stations. So even though you are able to carry 20 kgs of luggage on a plane, you still have to get it up and down the stairs!
The hotel is probably a 5 minute walk from the train station and through what is a office complex type area. It is Sunday afternoon, so there aren’t too many people around. I notice that on the other side of the station there are restaurants, including Maccas, and another couple of hotel complexes. I check in and decide that I will go for a walk to see what my options might be for dinner. It is just starting to get dark and I get to the station area and decide that I probably shouldn’t risk my safety and not go under the station to get to the other side. I then decide that it looks like I will be having dinner in the hotel tonight. I’m not a fan of eating in the hotel as I don’t believe they ever offer you anything traditional. It is fairly standard food no matter where in the world you are. I imagine it would be different in a 5 star hotel, where they would probably have top chefs, but so far I’ve seen fairly standard type food ina lot of restaurants.
I am not wrong this time either. I settle on a Caesar salad with chicken and bacon. This is the 2nd time now in a matter of weeks, that my Caesar salad hasn’t come with egg. I thought that was a standard offereing with Caesar salad, but clearly I am wrong. It is nice, but it is nothing spectacular. I am happy to just sit in the restaurant and watch people. Trying to decide how people are related, are they work colleageues etc.
It is then I think i witness infidelity.
An older man comes into the restaurant and a younger Asian man enters about 10 minutes later. They sit not far from me. They look like they don’t know each other as there are introductions of sorts conducted. I can’t hear what they are saying, but it looks like 2 people who don’t really know each other. The older man’s mobile phone rings and he answers it. It is then that I establish that whoever is on the other end of the phone is supposedly the person that this man loves. He makes gestures to the younger man, of someone yack yack yacking. The younger man nods and smiles. It is then that the younger man runs his foot up and down the older man’s leg. I sit there dumbstruck. I am sitting by the window on a high table on a stool. They are sitting at a normal table on chairs, so I am looking down at their level. I don’t think they realised that I could see what was happening under the table. I look away, not wanting to draw attention to myself and what I’d seen. The older man hangs up the phone with an I love you. Now it could have been one of his children, it could have been anyone in the whole world, but he certainly gave the impression that the person on the other end of the phone was someone he was intimate with.
There was a lot more leg rubbing and I decided I couldn’t sit and watch any more. So I paid for my dinner and headed upstairs to my room.
No idea where they ended up, but it entertained me for 15 minutes or so.
The hotel in the room at least has English TV channels. After only spending 2 nights in Zurich, I am thoroughly sick of CNN as all it is is repeats of the same interview over and over and over again. I have seen Stan Grant interview a sheik from Abu Dhabi about 4 times now. I have seen a lion cub be adopted by Osafa Powell the same amount of times. There are only news channels, but at least it’s in English.
I wake during the night and can’t sleep so turn the tv on. Wow, night time tv is certainly different in Zurich.
There is a strip poker game on. I am intrigued by the concept of this show, so decide I will watch it for a while. There are 4 girls on and each take off their outer clothes and leave underwear on. This then allows them to be given chips. Now I know what some of you are thinking. Why did I watch it? But I was in shock that something like this was on I wanted to see what it was all about. They have their turns and when the first girl runs out of chips, she removes her bra. I don’t know how much clothes got removed as I felt like it was time I should be changing the channel, so I did. Very bizarre.
Zurich really is a different place!