Sunday (again)

Yesterday saw us on another Sunday expedition: this time after a highly reviving won-ton soup at the home of one of DH's Infotech Central mates. The coriander and other spices were pure joy to the Hausfrau's taste-buds.

After toasting to his new apartment (which smelled delightful in comparison to ours, let me tell you), we all went for a walk up to the base of the Felsenegg 'little mountain', which is part of the Uetliberg range of hills. There, we caught a cable car, which had been much anticipated by DS.

[The previous night, while tucking him into bed: 'But Mum, where are the doors on the cable car? And do they go vvvvt like this, or is it like a bus?']

We happened to choose a hazy day which, as haze sometimes does, made me wonder if I should be feeling nostalgic for something.

Needless to say, the air at the top was so fresh it almost hurt (or maybe that's because it really is starting to get cold), and the kids were leaping about like fawns - especially when we discovered more children swarming all over a playground built in an old ruin.

We were also interested to find a restaurant at the top which served fondue - something which I just recently discovered is much anticipated because it is only eaten in winter.


PS. Turns out Felsenegg is just over 800m above sea-level: not much different from Black Mountain, in Canberra. (Witness the advantages of spending time with Infotech Central chaps who seem to be bottomless pits of information.) But because you start going up at about 400m above sea-level instead of the 600-odd of Canberra, it seems very high and Alpine. Plus the drop is very steep, and feels like the side of the mountain has been blown away leaving Lake Zürich at the bottom of a big bowl of dolls' houses.