So I decided to hop on a train to Basel one afternoon in Freiburg - suppose it wasn’t my last post after all. ‘Twas a beautiful day, but things in Freiburg have a tendency to get on the monotonous side, so I decided an adventure was in order one afternoon after class. And indeed I got one after a bit of a train mix-up, but I eventually made it to the city of Basel, just barely over the Swiss border. Can’t say it was the most fascinating of destinations, but it was certainly a cool and bigger city, the latter being particularly relevant to me after nearly four weeks in Freiburg, and of course of course everybody still speaks German.
So here are some pictures of the train ride through Germany into Switzerland, as well as the beautiful city of Basel and of course a couple of memorable characters - including one fellow skipping along the sidewalk, muscles bulging in his tiny black wife beater, who gave me the weirdest look I think I’ve ever captured on camera. Enjoy.