Things close here on Sunday, more than they would in the US. A fair amount of places were still open, but they were mostly restaurants and a few souvenir shops. Most of the stores on Bahnhofstrasse were closed.
But people were still out and about. Not as many as were out on Saturday afternoon and evening, but still quite a few. I think that’s part of what made me think of New York City in the 1920s. I’ve never really been to New York City, and I was very young in the 1920s, so I don’t remember what it was like, but in movies everyone is always out strolling around. They do that here. It’s a big city with a small-town feel.
I walked around for a while and looked at Lake Zürich in the fog.
Then I got on one of the commuter boats and rode a full loop down the river and into the lake and back again.
I got a Dönerbox* and sat by the river to eat it, then wandered around some more.
I saw quiet waterways.
And narrow alleys.
And fountains that look just like the ones in Paris.
I also stopped by Starbucks to make a necessary purchase.
* It’s important to note that box is feminine. You shouldn’t ask for ein Dönerbox; it’s eine Dönerbox.