As happens with hectic travel plans, things rarely go as planned.
But blunders can lead to opportunity as long as you go with the flow.
We would hopscotch across the country by rail on the incomparable SBB, the Schweizerische Bundesbahnen.
But of all the countries to cram in a packed itinerary, Switzerland tops the list.
Worse, I had stashed my passport in that bag.
Much to my chagrin, it did not, leaving me stressed out and stranded without an ID.
It doesnt get any nicer here than today.
It was time to surrender, and just like that, the headaches went away.
Swimming, or just floating down the river, is popular in summer when the weather warms up.
The city has constructed public access areas, making this lovely pastime easy for all.
Locals were sunning themselves on grassy areas and a few teenagers were wading out to a sandbar.
I stashed my shirt and flip flops in a nook and plunged in.
All the headaches of the past two days dissipated.
I swam out into the current and yielded to the flow, letting the river usher me downstream.
Ancient buildings drifted by, as iftheywere moving, not me.
From the bank, an occasional person waved cheerfully.
Before I knew it, I had washed past the access point where Id planned to make my exit.
Unsure about how to get back to my starting point, I wandered barefoot through the Old City.
But no one batted an eye.
