Switzerland is such a cool place to visit. We’ve been twice before (here and here), and we always see something different. This last time was a little different because I decided to be brave and go adventuring without my husband, who was working in Amsterdam during the week. He generally plans all of our outings whenever we travel, so I was very nervous having to do it without him. However, with the help of my brother-in-law, and my sisters-in-law, we managed to squeeze in two different day trips while we were visiting in February.
Our first trip was to the Chateau de Chillon in Montreux, Switzerland. We got to go with Essie’s Uncle, and his puppy George, so naturally she was thrilled. She made lots of friends on the train ride over, making sure to say ‘hi’ to every single person she passed, (something that was repeated with every trip we made to the bathroom, and back again).
The weather that day was spectacular. I mean, we were there in the middle of winter, and that day we almost didn’t even need our coats. It was so nice that we decided to walk from the train station to the castle instead of taking the bus. It was only a 20-30 minute walk any how, so we didn’t mind in the least. Especially as the walk was this pretty little path that bordered Lake Geneva the whole way there.
I knew that Montreux is considered the French side of Switzerland, but I was still surprised by how much the city reminded me of France. It was still very Swiss…pristine turquoise water, beautiful homes, well-kept, clean streets (there is seriously not a single piece of litter anywhere), but the style and the colors of the homes that we saw were all very French. Even the language had changed! In Zurich, where we were staying, everyone speaks Swiss German. In Montreux, everyone speaks French. It was such an interesting experience because as you are riding on the train, at a certain point, the overhead automated voice literally changes languages from German to French.
Side note- the mountains in the picture above are actually where Evian water comes from! You can look up Evian-les-Bains on Google maps, and see how close we were to them. I thought that was very cool to see.
Not surprisingly, once there Esmé could have cared less about seeing the castle. All she wanted to do was climb on the bike rack and find really cool sticks to play with that were not to share with George, but Georgie ended up stealing anyway.
We didn’t get a chance to go inside as we were short on time, but we still got to see quite a bit of the castle from the outside. Then that was it for our first trip! We walked back to the train station, hopped on our train and headed back to Zurich. All in all it went pretty smoothly, for traveling without the husband. We only had two hangups:
First- I was nearly eaten up by the escalator at the train station. I was standing too close to the stroller going down, and kind of fell backwards on the step behind me. With my backpack on and the stroller right in front of me, almost on top of me, I couldn’t get back up again. Fortunately Emile’s brother was standing behind me, and helped me get out from under the stroller before the escalator ended.
Second- Esmé decided to a back dive onto the cement. In the picture that is second from the top of this post, you can see her sitting next to some pretty flowers. Well, she decided to pick said flowers which happened to grow, very securely, on a sturdy stem. She pulled so hard to pick it that the momentum carried her backwards off the platform, where her head met the sidewalk behind her. Fortunately, the hood of her jacket was very poofy, so it cushioned the blow, and the only thing hurt was her pride.
Our second trip was to Lugano, the Italian side of Switzerland, and it was every bit as beautiful as the French side.
The weather was, obviously, more winter-y than when we were in Montreux, but I actually think we enjoyed this trip a little bit more.
Because the train ride to Lugano wasn’t as long as the one to Montreux, we actually had time to let Esmé run around enjoy herself a bit more.
And run we did… we had races in between the trees, climbed all over statues and benches, and fed the swans half our cereal.
I will say that Italian swans seem to be much nicer than any other that I’ve met. At least from what we’ve experienced, swans are actually very aggressive, mean birds. But these guys were super chill to have a toddler in their midst. Even Esmé seemed to like them a lot more than the others. She actually said as we were leaving “Bye my swans! Bye!” It was quite cute.
What I loved most about Lugano was how close the mountains were to you. Even with all the morning mist covering the tops, I still had this feeling of being so small, surrounded by these great looming giants all crowding around the lake.
After we finished exploring, we sat and had ourselves some pizza by the lake for lunch (when in the Italian side of Switzerland!). Then we headed back home to Zurich, where our cranky, territorial, Swiss German swans awaited us.
Both of these places were so spectacular in their own right that I would be hard pressed to pick a favorite. Montreux is the perfect combination of French and Swiss…charming and practically perfect. Lugano is this gorgeous, pastel-colored city that is folded into the hills surrounding the lake. Honestly, I just feel lucky to have seen both while we were there.