[I apologize that all my posts are going up so far after the fact. Basically, I’ve discovered that it’s really hard to be a full-time SAHM while also doing freelance social media writing and looking for a job here in Switzerland and trying to write my blog. I can manage to do about 2 of them at the same time and the SAHM part is pretty necessary. G has started preschool, though, so I will have a little more time to myself. I will be trying to split it between the other three tasks that I need to do.]
Back on August 2nd, we got ourselves up and dressed and on the tram to France. The little girl from this post was turning 3 and G had been invited for her birthday hike and Flammkuchen. We armed ourselves with IKEA birthday gifts, water, and comfortable shoes and were ready to face the day.
This is as good a place as any to discuss the France-Switzerland border; it’s really kind of hilarious.
The first time we went to L’s house for a playdate, I actually worried about having G’s and my passports on us but hoped that our resident cards would be sufficient. Now, obviously, I know that I don’t have to worry about that.
It started out pretty cool that morning, so we dressed G in capris and a hoodie over her t-shirt. Andy was in shorts and a long-sleeved shirt. I was in capris and a long-sleeved shirt. We all ended up being quite warm by the end of the hike! I had also vastly underestimated what this hike would be like. I figured it was for a 3-year-old’s birthday and there were going to be lots of kids; surely it would be pretty short and easy? No. I logged nearly 19,000 steps that day and there were quite a few hills and some muddy patches (which the kids loved). We also briefly lost the trail and had to double-back and cut through the woods to get back on course, so that added to the excitement, haha.
It was absolutely lovely, though. For all my minor complaints about living in Switzerland, how hard it is to be an expat, especially when you don’t speak the language, etc., you really can’t beat the scenery around here.
Our destination was a farmhouse in Alsace where they have a few picnic tables set up and run a kitchen with a limited menu. It was very rustic and a unique experience.
After we all ate a ton of Flammkuchen, we sang to the birthday girl (in several languages, obviously) and then had cake!
Everyone walked to Rodersdorf where the plan was to get gelato and then head home. The gelato place there was closed, so we rode/drove to the gelato place in Flüh instead, which was conveniently right next to the tram stop. G had banana gelato, which she loved, and I had Nutella, which was delicious; I have no idea what kind Andy had (oops).
After we three finished our gelato we wished L a happy birthday one last time and then caught the tram back toward Basel and home. It was a great morning and afternoon. We met a lot of nice new people (some expats, some locals), got to see some awesome scenery, and tried some delicious food that we probably wouldn’t have ever stumbled upon by ourselves.
It was a day that exemplified why we moved to Switzerland, the types of experiences we’re hoping to have here.