Hot Steamy Accordion Sex
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.
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May 31, 2011 6:52 am
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Tell me that the sailor-striped gal ended the show by smashing her accordion on the floor.
I should sue them for stealing my bathing suit design like that.
(And we ALWAYS have Kir Royale makings here, Ave! Kcruella and I got hooked on them in New Orleans, so major dad has to whip them up on demand at the house now.)
That sounds like a fun time, Bingley! Now I’m putting Zurich on my travel list.
Glad you could squeeze all those places in.
Thanks Yojimbo, it was quite fun even with Bingley bellowing at each stop. (BTW THS, I’d love to enjoy a Kir Royale with you some day!!)
(I love guard cats, by the way.)
(So does major dad. We’re not churlish guests like SOME. Now, if you head OUR way, the pack will keep YOUR beverage safe.)
Ya’ll come on over and we’ll have a ball!
Love Zurich!
And they had great food, too.
I’ve spent some significant time in Switzerland, including Zurich. Great beer and also great wine (a well-kept secret; they they don’t export it; they drink it all).
Try the Pfluemli (the Swiss version of slivovitz). It’ll rot yer sox.
Hmmm, I don’t know if you actually saw the blue vixen or if that was a post-accordion-sex-beer-garden-romp hallucination.
But in either case, it sounds like fun!
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