From Paris I took a train to Zurich. Getting on the TGV was one of the most miserable moments I've had recently: I didn't want to leave, and to make things worse I was surrounded by people talking about 50 Shades of Grey and taking pictures of every tiny detail of the train. Zurich was nice though. I spent an afternoon walking around town, trying to get used to being in a German-speaking country again. I mostly sat around on quiet squares. Then I went on to Bregenz where I met my mum. Back in Austria.