This place is almost surrounded by mountains, reminds me so much of Siliguri, a little town on the foothills of Himalaya, where I grew up.
Its almost 10 pm now, and its not completely dark outside yet. Its kind of eerie to go to sleep when its not "night" yet.
Public transit system is excellent here. And so far, in no train or bus, my ticket has been checked. I am not sure if this is usual(and people are indeed so honest) or its just a streak of coincidences.
A six hour jetlag is infinitely worse than an eleven and half hour one. Any clue why?
Its really difficult to survive here without knowing French. My ultra limited vocabulary of "bon jour" and "merci" is hardly of any real help.
Despite being the land of banks, this place is amazingly cash friendly. I have not carried around and used so much cash in ages.
Buying Swiss Chocolate or Knife is more complicated than it should be.