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Schloss Hotel Swiss Chalet: The Vision of a Prince

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The Schloss Hotel in Merlischachen, Switzerland

Nina will tell you that she found this charming luxury 4-star hotel, located on Lake Lucerne. Well, she did drive there, so, I suppose that from an existential point of view you could say that she “found” it; but it was I who discovered it during my extensive and meticulous internet research. And, truth be told, I navigated us to the Schloss Hotel, in the heart of the pastoral village of Merlischachen (otherwise, I might be writing this from Italy!).

The Schloss Hotel complex celebrates Prince Joseph Seeholzer’s vision of luxury living and dining in a castle (schloss is German for castle). In 1969, the prince converted his original 17th Century farmhouse into a restaurant-inn, the Swiss Chalet, a gourmet restaurant with charming guest rooms upstairs. He followed in 1980 with construction of two hotels, the Schloss Hotel and Château Golden Gate. At the same time he converted the barn adjoining the original farmhouse into a large

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Prince Joseph 1st befriends Toulouse

eating and meeting facility, Astrid Hall , with additional bridal suite (e.g., the Storchenzimmer) and a cool bar, the Queen’s Club. In 1991 he built the Jagdschloss Château Golden Gate (hunting castle), up the hill and in 2006 added a 3rd floor to the Schloss Hotel with themed luxury rooms like the Moulin Rouge Suite, Egyptian Suite, Cowbell Suite, and Jaguar Suite (Yes! You sleep in a real 1964 MK 10!), among others.

Nina parked the rental car in the parking lot and we made our way into the lobby of the rustic castle-style Schloss Hotel. The lobby opened into an expansive hall with large beamed ceilings and rustic walls, decorated with portraits of “chivalrous individuals” and medieval weaponry (e.g., Swiss halberds or pole axes, goedendags or spiked clubs, and bills).

Nina proceeded to charm the staff with her signature smile and broken German and we got our key. We made our way to our room on the second floor, past antiques of farming tools, knight’s full trappings, and large wooden doors with small armor shields as door markers.

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Our room in the Schloss Hotel

Our door opened into a spacious and elegantly rustic room that faced the lake. The Swiss Alps rose majestically beyond, drawing the eye into a picture-perfect view. In keeping with the country castle theme, the room was draped in rich burgundy and wood and consisted of a comfortable bed, small “parlor” with desk and table and elegant chairs, wooden-latticed windows and French door that opened to a balcony overlooking the hotel gardens and small beach of Lake Lucerne. The bathroom was designed in a modern practical Euro-style that suited Nina’s taste for urban-travelling comfort.

Guests of the hotel complex get a complimentary buffet breakfast in the Schnapsbrennerei Bränte (the old distillery of the original 17th Century farmhouse, where they used to make schnapps). As with the rest of the converted farmhouse, the Prince preserved the quaint charm of the interior by using the original wooden walls, beamed ceilings and bottle-bottom windows, like that found in Chilon Castle on Lake Geneva. Every morning a full buffet of cereals, yogurts,

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The Swiss Chalet restaurant

boiled eggs, fresh croissants, butterzopf and pastries, along with quality cold meats and cheeses, and fruits and juices was spread out for the taking. Every morning Nina and I ordered café crème and feasted like royalty. En guete!

The restaurant upstairs from the distillery, offers fine dining with a rich and varied menu of delightful hors d’oeuvres, main dishes and desserts and a wine list with over 35 pages to choose from. Jörg Bächler, the residence manager, took us on a tour of the hotel complex and the first place Nina wanted to go was the wine cellar. Jörg obliged—after he showed us the rest of the complex, which included the adjoining Astrid Hall and Queen’s Club: an old barn that had been converted into a reception hall for weddings, and business and other group meals. The building houses several meeting/eating areas like the Küferstube, Bacchus Stübli, Foyer, and Astrid-Hall. Capable of seating 120 guests, the hall provides an elegant and

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The Bacchus Room

rich venue for receptions, followed by rollicking good fun upstairs in the cozy piano bar, the Queen’s Club, open nightly until 2 am. The prince dedicated Astrid Hall to the Queen of Belgium, who had tragically died in 1935 in a car accident a few miles away, near the town of Küssnacht. The walls are lined with old photos and memorabilia, timeless images and intriguing documents of pre-second World War Europe.

Jörg led us through the kitchen on our way to the wine cellar. There, we met Master Chef Werner Meier, who has been (along with his team of fifteen cooks) creating exquisite Swiss-countrified gourmet French cuisine at the Swiss Chalet since 1982. We watched, entranced, as a few of the cooks created a gourmet meal, before descending down the stairs to the wine cellar. At the entrance, inscribed on a large crate for all to see was their motto: “Weintrinker sehen gut aus, sind intelligent, sexy und gesund!” (Drinkers of wine look good, are intelligent, sexy and healthy!). Good motto, I thought, as Nina nodded her approval to me.

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The Swiss Chalet Wine Cellar

Racks full of bottles of red and white wines from all over the world lined the cellar walls. We wandered through the cellar, kept at a high humidity and a cool and constant temperature to ensure that the wines age and store well. As my eyes swept the dark room, I recalled that their wine list runs over thirty-five pages, and includes a wide range of varieties and types from the most popular wine, the Prince’s own Schlossweine (Cuvée du Châtelain), a Merlot Reserva from Chile (at FCH 49.80) to a 1999 Bordeaux Blanc (the Château d’Yquem), le Roi des Sauternes (at FCH 358.50).

Testing the iron barred gates guarding each wine rack, Nina asked if they were meant to keep the wine in or the people out. Jörg winked at me and suggested that if they sent food down the dumbwaiter, Nina could happily live here indefinitely.

To experience the entire complex, Jörg put us up in The 4-star Chateau Golden Gate- Jagdschloss (hunter’s castle),

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The Reception Area of the Jadgschloss-Chateau Golden Gate

situated up the hill from the other two buildings, and overlooking the village, Lake Lucerne and the Swiss Alps in the distance. The hotel celebrates the tradition of European hunting and is decorated with hunting trophies and portraits of hunters in various Swiss hunting garb, along with the signature armor; beams and heavy doors of an old castle. We were greeted at the door by a knight’s full armor then continued into a rustic lobby with hanging candle-lamps, long solid-wood meeting table, fireplace, and bottom-bottle windows (also known as crown glass or Butzenfenster). Our room on the third floor was large, bright and comfortable. Nina opened the sliding door to the Juliette balcony that overlooked the lake. The soothing tinkling of cow bells rose up to greet us as Swiss cows foraged in the villagers’ back yards below. This was definitely Switzerland and, yes, every cow has a bell.

One evening, we went to the rooftop terrace of the Jagtschloss and watched the sun set over Lake Lucerne as we feasted on a picnic supper of Butterzopf, Brie and sprouts, cold Cervelat (Swiss cooked sausage), Kartoffelsalat and a

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Genuine Swiss cows just below our hotel balcony

bottle of Pinot Gris (Malvoisie) from Valais. Nina brought Swiss chocolate for dessert. We ate, sipped wine and listened to the cheerful music of cow bells on the hills behind us as the deepening sky unveiled the blushing secrets of the snow-covered mountains.

The Schloss Hotel and its associated hotel buildings are situated on Luzernerstrasse 204, in the heart of the quiet village of Merlischachen. Amenities of both 4-star buildings include: pet friendly rooms, free wireless internet in rooms and public areas, buffet breakfast, conference rooms, solarium, indoor swimming pool with sauna & gym, and close proximity to a train station. One of the hotel’s most endearing features was the exquisite charm of its location in the tiny farming village of Merlischachen. Every night I fell asleep to the soothing murmur of cow bells. Merlischachen is a short drive from the bustling Luzern with convenient public transit (e.g., a train leaves Merlischachen every hour for Luzern).

You can book a room at the Schloss Hotel, the Swiss Chalet, or The Château Golden Gate (Jagdschloss) up on the hill at:

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Can you see me in the Jag?...Meow!

Luzernerstrasse 204
6402 Merlischachen, Switzerland
Tel. no. +41 (0)41 854 54 54

info@schloss-hotel.ch

http://www.schloss-hotel.ch/Frames/Welcome.htm

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Traveling in Switzerland: The Merula Bar in Merlischachen, where Brazil meets Switzerland

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A Happy Toulouse sips his Caipirinha on Lake Lucerne

Alexander, my new friend on Facebook, calls it “Caipirinha”. At least that’s how he advertizes this exotic drink at the Merula Bar that he and his wife Maira run on the shore of the Lake Lucerne in the little farming village of Merlischachen.

Located about 5 miles east of Lucerne, this charming village reflects the root of its name, which Alexander tells me loosely translates to “merry little town by the lake”.  That’s only one story; the locals give several stories of how the place got its name. One is that it was named after a brave knight Hermanno de Merlischachen, who apparently lived in a tower on the peninsula where an estate called “Burg” (fortress) still exists today. Alexander told us that the name Merlischachen also derives from the Latin word “merula,” which means blackbird, and from the German word “Schachen,” meaning a small forest on a lake or stream; one of the reasons he called his bar the Merula Bar. Yet another story comes from the local coat of arms which is a green branch of an alder tree, “Erlenzweig,” hung with flowers and fruit on a gold background. It’s reminiscent of “im Erlischachen”, hence Merlischachen. While Nina gravitated to the romance of the knight (after googling him, she found nothing about this mysterious knight), I liked the “forest on a lake with blackbirds” explanation. It is an apt name for this quiet and charming village, where the only sound that stirs as you fall asleep each night is the constant lullaby of cow bells.

We were staying at the Schloss Hotel-Swiss Chalet complex in Merlischachen and during our daily walks in the

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Lake Lucerne from Mount Rigi

village, we visited some of our Merlischachen friends, two Swiss cows grazing in a neighbor’s back yard, just below our suite. Our walk on the Schloss Hotel grounds park led us along Lake Lucerne. Called the Vierwaldstättersee (“lake of the four forested Cantons”) Lake Lucerne is the fourth largest lake in Switzerland with meandering arms that cut through steep valleys and stretch from the city of Lucerne to the mountains of Rigi and Pilatus.

Nina will tell you that she heard the lively music first; but I know that it was my impeccable nose for Croque Monsieur that led us down the park path from the Schloss Hotel to this lively cantina-bar. Other locals had already discovered this little haven on the lake and were basking in the warm sun with a great view of the Swiss Alps.

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The Charming Village of Merlischachen

We ordered two Croque Monsieurs and were thinking about what local beer we hadn’t yet tried when Alexander suggested the Caipirinha. Immediately intrigued, Nina asked him what it was.

Caipirinha is a traditional Portuguese Brazilian drink prepared with Cachaça (pronounced Ka-SHA-sa), lime juice, sugar and ice, Alexander explained. He then proceeded to mesmerize Nina by showing us how this wonderful drink from Brazilian cane sugar brandy is made. First he created a juicy “mash” of fresh limes (both flesh and peels) with Ypioca (Cachaça) using a mortar and pestle. Then he added ice (some people like to use crushed ice but we had chunks of ice) and brown sugar to taste.

Cachaça is the essential ingredient in Caipirinha, the national spirit of Brazil, Alexander told us. It is the spirit of Carnival, “the spirit of a country enjoying life.” Cachaça is a product of sugar cane and has a character somewhat

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Toulouse joins Alexander and Maira Eisenmann at the Merula Bar

similar to, though drier, than white rum (also made with cane sugar). However, while rum is produced from the molasses made from the sugar cane, Cachaça is produced directly from the juice of the cane. Ypióca Cachaça, the largest selling brand in Brazil, is produced only from the first crush. Locals drink Cachaça neat in small shot glasses. Others prefer a mix of Cachaça with lemon, passion fruit, tamarind, sugar and ice in a drink called a batida. Yet others drink it with limes, sugar and ice as a Caipirinha.

We sat on the patio and ate our Croque Monsieurs, feasting our eyes on the view of jeweled lake and snow-covered  mountains. Within moments our exotic taste of Rio came. The potent and colorful “mash” of Caipirinha did an lively Spanish dance in my mouth and awoke my taste buds with a song of tart freshness. My whiskers curled with delight.

Nina laughed at me: “Your cheeks are puffing out again, Toulouse!”

She was one to talk; her cheeks were “puffing out” too… LOL!

Here is the recipe:

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Ypioca Cachaça, the Brazilian ambrosia

Caipirinha is made using 1 lime cut into 4 pieces, 2 1/2 ounces Cachaça, 1 to 2 Tbs. fine cane sugar, and crushed ice. First you crush the pieces of lime with the sugar thoroughly, preferably with a mortar and pestle. Then you add the ice, Cachaça, and stir or shake well in a tumbler. The lime pieces should remain in the glass, adding brilliant color and texture to this playful and zesty drink.

Photos by Nina Munteanu

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Asparagus Season in Switzerland

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Spring pasture with Swiss cows near Arth

Springtime is a magical season. It’s a time when the Earth ”awakens” and forests, orchards and meadows spring into a riot of vibrant color.

In Switzerland—a land of dairy farms, milk, fine cheeses and chocolate—spring also heralds one of Nature’s most elegant culinary delights: the white asparagus, nicknamed “white gold” by Europeans and “sparrowgrass” by the British.

Nina and I were driving through Switzerland in April, at the height of “spargelzeit”—when chefs from all over the world import white asparagus from Germany, Switzerland and France (and now Britain too!). Practically every restaurant we dined in offered its own dish of white asparagus. Dishes varied from exquisite asparagus cream soup, to grilled, boiled or steamed asparagus served with Hollandaise, Café de Paris sauce, or melted butter. We were in asparagus heaven!

The white asparagus, once considered a luxury, is milder and more tender than the green asparagus and coveted by restaurants as the epitome of gourmet dining during its season (April to June). White asparagus needs a specific combination of soil, temperature

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White asparagus ("White Gold")

 and rain to develop its perfect taste. Dirt is mounded around the emerging stalk,  keeping out the light and the plant from producing chlorophyll, which makes a plant green.

The taste of asparagus defies description. It’s neither overwhelming or bland. When asked to describe its taste, most people stumble with words and metaphor appears to work best. One friend tried by describing what asparagus is not: such as sweet or sharp. When Nina pressed her, she described it as “clear”, an interesting term that resonated with a truth of sorts. But what the heck does “clear” really mean?

Asparagus was used from early times as a vegetable and medicine, owing to its delicate flavor and diuretic properties. It has anti-oxidant properties, can help prevent heart disease, stroke, possibly cancer and boosts energy. Ancient Egyptians, Greeks and Romans cultivated and ate it fresh when in season and dried the vegetable for use in winter.

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View of Lake Lucerne and Swiss mountains from Seelisberg

Asparagus is low in calories and sodium and contains no cholesterol. It’s a great source of vitamin B6, calcium, magnesium and zinc, and a very good source of dietary fibre, protein, vitamin A, vitamin C, vitamin E, vitamin K, thiamin, riboflavin, rutin, niacin, folic acid, iron, phosphorus, potassium, copper, manganese and selenium. The

amino acid asparagine gets its name from asparagus.

I didn’t mind that Nina got us thoroughly lost driving through the Swiss Alps (well, we weren’t ever really lost—I had a map; “Let’s try this road, Nina,” I’d suggest. ”Ok!” she would happily respond and cheerfully veer into the tiny one-lane road in the spirit of adventure). It seemed that at every scenic winding turn a tiny village emerged, and we found a restaurant or café that offered something with asparagus. Besides the obligatory café crème, we always ordered a dish with asparagus. For instance, in the little village of Merlischachen on Lake Lucerne, we had an exquisite Château Briand à l’argenteuil,

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Pork and morels with white asparagus at the Rossli

 (the French village of Argenteuil is renowned for its asparagus).  The asparagus was steamed with a delicate Hollandaise sauce, prepared by Werner Meier, chef of the Swiss Chalet.  The asparagus paired wonderfully with the robust 2005 Speri Amarone, a spicy rich and aromatic wine that lingered on the palate to form a complex and zesty marriage with the asparagus and the beef.

On a drive along the east shore of Lake Lucerne (Vierwaldstättersee), we discovered Rotschuo, a hotel/restaurant nestled in the craggy shoreline in Gersau. We sat on the patio and our waiter, Carsten, served us a Gebratenes Kalbsteak mit einer Sauce Hollandaise an frischen Spargel mit jungen Kartoffeln in der Schale (46 FCH). LOL! That translates to: veal and asparagus with Hollandaise sauce and young potatoes. We paired our meal with a hearty German wheat beer, a Hacker-Pschorr Weissebeir, which made Nina very happy.

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Toulouse about to devour a Pork steak with asparagus at Rotschuo

One of my personal favorites was the “spargel crèmesuppe” (asparagus cream soup). We were first introduced to this elegant soup by Werner Meier, chef of the Swiss Chalet, who surprised us with a tiny “Toulouse-size” cup at the beginning of the meal. Thick, faintly olive green and garnished with a froth of crème and parsley leaves, the soup was just enough to delight and tease the palate for more. Its faint earthy aroma filled my nose with the wholesome elegance of Mother Nature. What better way to celebrate the season of spring and the awakening of the Earth! We enjoyed the soup so much that the next day we ordered a full bowl each to go along with our escargots (another post!) and Speri 2005  Amarone wine, which made ME very happy… :-3

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Toulouse savors "spargelsuppe" at the Rossli

On another day, as we drove along one-lane country roads just east of Baar, we came across the village of Schönenberg and stumbled upon a wonderful hotel/restaurant run by Rita Bloesch, owner and chef of the Rössli. Rita is known for her fine grilled meats and barbeques and her inn is always packed with local farmers who like her beer and the ambience of the place; but, it was her spargel crèmesuppe (9.50 FCH) that particularly delighted my palate. As with the Swiss Chalet in Merlischachen, Rita’s soup was elegantly creamy with a full aromatic body that went extremely well with the fresh bread and tomato-butter and joyful Oeil-de-Perdrix Rosé de Pinot Noir we ordered to accompany it. We  returned to Rita’s restaurant another day and feasted on pork filets with morel sauce, steamed asparagus and baked new potatoes. I had to lick my whiskers after!

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Drive along the Wagetaler See

On yet another excursion to the Swiss Alps, I directed Nina to a “hidden lake valley” of enchanted forests and breathtaking views of craggy snow-covered mountains. There, we discovered a jewel: the Gasthaus StausseSee in Innerthal on the shores of the tourquise Wagertaler See. Nina and I sat on the outside terrace with a view of the sparkling lake. After several café crèmes (perhaps the best coffee I have ever tasted—and I’ve been to Paris!) we ordered the spargel crèmesuppe to go with our open-faced mozzarella-tomato sandwich and salad. We were delightfully surprised when Priska arrived with a huge bowl of thick soup. Was it the fresh alpine air? The breathtaking view? Nina’s jokes?… This thick and almost nutty soup was vigorously earthy. Its exquisite aroma sprang out with an elegant clarity that spoke of snow-covered mountains and a bracing breeze off an alpine lake. We’ll be back… :-3

Wine pairing with asparagus: Most sommeliers suggest a Chardonnay or Cabernet Sauvignon pairing with asparagus. “Brooklynguy

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Priska befriends Toulouse at the Gasthaus-Stausee

” says, “The biggest mistake is to pair asparagus with a fruit-driven wine, which means avoiding most American wine, and most new world wine in general. Asparagus are the anti-fruit, and they don’t work well with fruity wine. Please, whatever you do, be very careful mixing asparagus with rosé wine.” Nina and I proved that a carefully chosen rosé can provide a wonderfully complementary pairing with asparagus. The take-home message is be imaginative and adventurous. Try different wines you like. Try a Pinot, for instance. Then tell me what you think.

Photos by Nina Munteanu

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Breakfast, Lunch & Dinner at the Montreal Airport

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Toulouse contemplates the toast at Moe's Deli & Bar

It started for me at 4 am on Sunday, when Nina snatched me off her writing desk and shoved me into her backpack (she isn’t very good at anything that early in the morning, so I’m lucky she didn’t drop me). our trip this time would take us from Halifax Airport to Montreal and finally to Zurich, where Nina was participating in a conference.  The flight to Zurich from Montreal would take us nine hours but our lay-over in the Montreal Airport was just as long!

The drive to Halifax Airport was uneventful (a good thing) through dense fog and that signature Nova Scotia darkness that makes star-gazing a wondrous activity. But this morning the fog patches enveloped us in a mystical gray sea of mist that obscured everything, including the stars and even the road (NOT a good thing). The fog was a dark organic beast that sucked in all the light, like an existential being in one of Nina’s SF stories.

We made it to the Halifax Airport with plenty of time to spare. Security was uneventful (a change from Nina’s usual pattern; see my earlier post on the singing customs official) and we had lots of time to relax and catch up on emails over a Starbuck’s coffee and chocolate banana bread (Nina ate most of it—you can’t leave chocolate in front of her unattended; with her karma, I bet she’ll come back in her next “life” as a Hershey bar). Our flight to Montreal was also uneventful (Thank the Universe!). I couldn’t believe it; Nina slept through the free snack and drink service!

When we landed in Montreal at 8 am, we had a 9 hour lay-over at the Pierre Elliott Trudeau Airport. Yeah, just

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Milcho assures Toulouse that the Coffee is Marvelous!

what I thought: brutal! Nina didn’t think so; she cheerfully surveyed the airport and settled in Moe’s Deli & Bar, where she set up her mobile office of two computers, notebook, and alien-pen. She was following my advice on the Zen of Travel! LOL!  

Milcho Markov, a friendly Bulgarian who spoke with a rich modulating accent, served us breakfast. He’d moved to Montreal seven years ago and enjoys its cosmopolitan atmosphere. Nina ordered the Enchilada dejeuner and she and Milcho discussed climate change, the Bulgarian countryside, computers, why Montrealers like books about Toronto getting “nuked”, and the merits of tap water. When he returned with the coffee, he deftly handed her a stack of serviettes— like he knew her propensity to spill. No surprise; within minutes, she knocked over the coffee cream in her storytelling exuberance and those serviettes came in very handy. I think Milcho was a shaman in another life. :-3

Or was it the little stain on her shirt that gave her nature away?…

Deciding that we’d lingered there long enough, Nina set up her mobile office at another bar and we ate lunch and dinner over several Corona Extras. At 5 pm we boarded the Swiss Air flight, which was right on time (it’s Swiss, after all :-3). That flight too was uneventful (also a good thing). Nina originally had an aisle seat, ideal for stretching one’s legs and meeting necessities. But then she felt sorry for the lady from Berlin in the middle seat next to her whose entertainment monitor was broken and Nina offered to switch seats. Nice but not smart. It was a

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Swiss Air plane

long flight. Nina didn’t seem to care; she’d discovered that the wine and liquor was free, and went hog-wild ordering a bazillion coffees and Baileys (she didn’t need entertainment; she was her own entertainment. And mine too…:-3).

We landed at 6 am on Monday morning at the Zurich Airport and took the train into the centre of Zurich City. Our final destination was the Alexander Hotel on Neiderdorf Strasse in the Old Town of Zurich.  But that’s another post…

I’m Toulouse, the cool travel cat. :-3

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The Zen of Travel: The Karma of Flying (sometimes you’re the bird, sometimes the statue…)

 

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Toulouse braves a hail storm in Denver

As Nina whizzed in our rent-a-car along the I-70 to the Denver Airport, I pointed out the huge dark cloud following us. She chuckled. “Cool, eh?” Well, that should have forewarned me about the nature of our trip. Yesterday it was warm enough to wear shorts. Today, the wind was chilly enough to curl my whiskers.     

The cloud not only caught up to us but then opened up its yawning “mouth” and dumped huge hail stones that drummed on the car like machine-gun fire and swirled on the road in front of us in a maelstrom of cold wind.

“Wow!” Nina said with a grin. She has a weird relationship with weather. I pointed out that this might affect our pending flight. But she waved me down and enjoyed the hail pummeling. I have to admit, it was pretty awesome. But I still shrank down under the Denver map.

The hail gave way to snow as we reached the airport early for our flight. The friendly United Airlines check-in

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Dark shelf clouds approach

 clerk gave us the chance to opt as standby on an earlier flight by two hours. What turned out to be a critical two hours, of course. Nina turned the opportunity down, reasoning that we would just be stuck in Boston even longer (we were on our way to Halifax and scheduled for a 7 hour overnight lay-over in the Boston Airport, which she didn’t feel like prolonging). So, we settled in a Denver Airport bar and took our time, eating a meal and drinking a local beer with some rather chatty people…For instance, one gentleman, who shall remain nameless, insisted on calling me “Fluffy” after Nina introduced me by my proper name.

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Denver Airport gets a dump of snow

In the time that we sat there drinking and listening to bad jokes, that huge black cloud enveloped us in a snow blizzard. Visibility out the window went from close to nil to nil. The snow came down in sideways sheets and blew up against the window. I don’t know if that other flight would have gotten us out sooner or we would have even gotten on it, but it’s interesting to contemplate.

When it came time to board the plane, they loaded us on time and all seemed well. But as Hamlet once said, “I know not ‘seems’…”  Seems is so overrated. Despite our early check-in, Nina neglected to ensure comfortable seating and we got a middle seat. We found ourselves sandwiched between a nervous woman from Boston, whose leg twitched a mile a minute, and a laconic young skier, whose leg decided to join the nervous dance. What is it with passengers who sit next to Nina??? Don’t answer that… I know… I know….

After a long wait, the plane moved off the gate. Then the world stopped. Our plane sat stranded on the tarmac for

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Snow storm in Denver Airport

 five hours, and we sat stranded (thanks to FAA regulation) in our seats with our seatbelts fastened, waiting for clearance to de-ice. The plane was an abominable snowman by this point. And the leg twitching went into full bloom…

Ever curious, Nina turned to me and discreetly pointed to the fellow sitting in front who she could see between the seats. “That’s some serious postnasal drip!” she whispered to me. I craned and saw something seriously hanging off his nostrils. But it was a pair of nose rings. I then confirmed that Nina had taken off her glasses. This was going to be a long flight, I reflected with a sigh and pretended to nap.

The plane, scheduled for a 7 pm flight, finally took off at midnight. They did compensate: they gave us the onboard meals for free. Not that I was hungry anymore…

Then, to keep us from collapsing into complacent sleep, we hit some turbulence halfway through the flight. The nervous lady next to us kept shrieking with each bump, waking me up with a jolt. She made Nina jump too. It didn’t help that the pilot instructed the flight attendants to buckle up too and then summarily informed us that the fasten seat belt sign would remain on for the duration of the flight. Nina made sure she didn’t make eye contact with the nervous lady, who’d developed hiccups by now.

The plane landed with a bit of a thump—and shriek, of course—and Nina and I were on our way to our Halifax connection. Because of the delay, we just walked onto our next flight like civilized travelers.

The lesson for me this time: be mindful of my own advice on The Zen of Travel, enjoy the ride (and pay heed to black clouds)…

I’m Toulouse, the COOL Travel Cat… meow… :-3

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