I planned to start the series yesterday but was attacked by a nap; I thought I'd lie down for an hour or so before a radio series' weekly programme, and was awakened four hours later when my mother called because my parents were concerned at not hearing from me all day. At least I seem to be mostly over the jet lag and lack of sleep from the series of different beds.
I was able to capture some nice photos of clouds. |
I arrived in Basel without issues other than tiredness from the overnight flight and connexion through Frankfurt. Luckily I left time to get between the gates (I had a longish layover and spent part of it in a courtesy club) because there was passport control to navigate. I'd told my travel agent that I wanted to stay in a property from one of my hotel memberships, and it turns out to be a ways out of town. However, they gave me a free transit pass that I could use on the trains and trams and buses, and they had a room available, so I dropped off my bags, locked up the computer, washed my face and hands, did a quick clothing change, and headed out to explore Basel.
It was hot enough that I regretted packing jeans, but I wanted the different pockets to hold things so they are what I had. Definitely handy to keep the map and transit pass in a pocket together, some loose change in another pocket, and so on.
After a false start I found the train station and caught the correct one to the town center. I was glad of the transit pass as several official-looking persons entered the carriage and asked for proof of tickets; mine passed. I decanted into the main railway station and oriented myself, then headed out to explore some historic locations. Many buses and trams stop at the station, but I could walk and it took less brain power than sorting which vehicle to enter to go where I wanted.
Inside the Elisabethkirsche; I missed the midday concert but enjoyed a cool look at the interior. |
There were a number of these seats on the steps near Elisabethkirsche, marked for "Flaneurs".
In the area are a number of kaleidoscopes on poles that you can use to look at the surroundings:
And this kinetic water sculpture which was much enjoyed; I believe it's by Jean Tinguely:
A tiny musical instrument in one of the private sitting rooms. |
The first dollhouse I saw. There were many more. |
Once I hit the toys, I took a lot of photos - these are a very few showing the range of items:
Tiny knitted stockings in a dollhouse chest. |
Finally in midafternoon I headed back to the dock for official boarding, and unpacking in the room that would be my home for the next week:
Just left is a small desk and television and the cupboard/closet; to the bottom right corner is the bathroom with shower and nice amenities. |
This report is long enough, so I'll continue in another one. We cruised overnight from Switzerland to France, and the cruise director made much of how easy it is now that they don't have border controls as in several points part of the ship is in one country and part in another.
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