We were told that the Chinese Garden was one of the things we had to see while in Zurich, so we decided to head there first thing on Saturday morning. After studying the public transportation maps extensively, Andy determined that we needed to take one tram to a major interchange, then hop another tram and take it to the end of its line.
He got at least half of that right!
At the interchange, we stopped for Starbucks, naturally.
The interchange was also right on Lake Zurich, so we visited with this swan for a while. I think it was pretty disappointed in us, since we didn’t give it any food.
We caught our next tram and took it all the way to the end of the line, where Andy thought we’d have to walk a kilometer (so European!) or so and then we’d find the garden.
We walked. And walked some more. G was getting restless in the stroller and we came to a water taxi stop, so we decided to take a break. G could run around, I could snap some pictures, and Andy could consult the map some more.
(“Dog Waste Pickup Duty,” per Google Translate)
At this point, I realized I needed to use the restroom (damn you, Starbucks!), and Andy realized that he had grossly misread the map. We hadn’t needed to go to the end of the line, and we definitely hadn’t needed to walk another couple of kilometers. We had WAY overshot the garden.
What followed was a hurried walk back to the tram stop so I could use the bathroom and we could get back on track. When we got there, I couldn’t get the bathroom door to open for me, even after getting the code from the lady behind the counter. I was literally in tears in some tiny café attached to the tram station. Zurich, why do you have to be so cruel?
To make up for everything, Andy bought me a chocolate croissant and we got on the tram to head back in the right direction. After another short walk, we made it!
Everything I know about this garden I learned from the Wikipedia page I linked to at the top of this post, so I’m not going to try to write a lot about it. But I will post a ton of pictures. This place was just beautiful.
The Chinese Garden required too much rule-following for G’s taste. You had to stay on the paths, we wouldn’t let her run, we wouldn’t let her yell as loud as she wanted. You know, because we’re the worst.
After playing, it was time to grab lunch, and then we just tooled around the city for a little bit.
This was a sign on a public restroom door.
We were out pretty much the entire day, which meant G didn’t nap. She refuses to nap in the stroller! We headed back to the hotel for dinner and then all went to bed early. We had a big day planned for Sunday, which was going to be our last day in Switzerland. We could all stand to rest up!