Zurich

Day 2, June 8.  Stopover in Reykjavik at 6am local time to change planes. When we left home the temp was in the 90’s and I knew Zurich would be warm so all jackets and warm clothes were in my checked bag.  Who knew that Our Icelandic flight would park out on the tarmac somewhere, that the weather would be  cold, damp, drizzling, and there would be an exposed walk to a waiting terminal bus - both arriving and leaving.

Zurich, as expected, was balmy. The plane arrived at a real gate and it was a short walk to the inner city train.  What I did not expect was that the ‘two minute’ walk to our hotel would turn into a 45 minute hike as we exited the far end of the huge station, got turned around, walked out onto the  street, could not find Banhofstrasse, walked back down into the subterranean  part of the station, up and out other side, then several more blocks until we finally asked someone on the street who directed us back to the first side where we wondered around a bit until given more specific directions and finally found our street directly in front of the station’s main entrance. The hotel was a block and a half away. Too bad my fitbit can’t give extra credit for all this weight I am carrying.

Definitely not the hotel district 

The main entrance to the Zurich station is actually somewhat distinct.