Zurich on a Sunday night is a funny place, I guess. After taking the Anti-Carpentry Tram in from the airport I was greeted by this rather captivating little vixen at the main train station
I especially like that red glowing whip for when I’ve been naughty.
and I have been, oh yes I have.
We then spent the afternoon dodging the thunderstorms by making use of very conveniently placed beer gardens: every time we saw a cloud we stopped and had a beer. It worked marvelously and I can highly recommend such a strategy for any future city excursions, as it also involved the consumption of some of the best wurst I’ve ever had.
I always wanted to write that line.
We were searching for a bar called the Aelpi Bar, which Ave promised me was a very typical traditional Swiss place where the locals really let their hair down.
Who knew it would be a lair of hot steamy accordion sex?
At least it sounded like they were saying “sex”; perhaps they were saying “sechs” which is German for “six”, which I guess makes sense as there were at one point six people totally rocking out on their accordions.
Plus the extremely mellow fellow playing bass.
Check out the sailor-striped gal on the left. My sources tell me she’s regarded in such circles as would know as the Pete Townsend of the accordion world, and I believe it. During some of her more rousing numbers she’d stand up and hop about a bit and then, to really whip the over-flowing crowd of, oh, I guess there were about fifteen of us packed into the extremely small un-air-conditioned hot and humid bar, yes to really whip us into a weiss-beer-fueled frenzy she’d hold the accordion above her head and wail away.
It was magical.
Of course, it was also Zurich.
On a Sunday night.
Which means that this wild licentiousness all ended at 6 pm. The bar promptly closed.
Our senses still all a-tingly from the ethereal accordion-palooza we headed to the quiet oasis of the Storchen-Bar
where to show the world that I can indeed rise to the level of my company I had a couple of Manhattans and Ave had a couple of Kir Royales.
And then being sufficiently refreshed we went off to dinner.