Out last day in Basal ended up being a bit of an adventure, not that it started out that way. On the way to dinner in old town Saturday night we walked by another beautiful cathedral. So we returned Sunday morning for a visit. And it was well worth the effort. The Elizabethenkirche is another towering cathedral with a vaulted ceiling and wonderful beautiful stained glass windows above the alter. We were surprised there wasn’t a church service on Sunday morning so we were able to wander around inside.
We returned to the hotel in time to get all cleaned up and head for the boat that was going to be our home for the next eight days. I had no idea of how futile our efforts to make a good first impression were going to be. We got directions to the dock from the hotel front desk. They asked us if we wanted them to call a cab. We asked if it wouldn’t be possible to take the trolley. They said it was and told us what line to take and where to get off. With maps in hand we set off to catch the next trolley. You see, we like to take as many different modes of transportation as we can when we’re on vacation.
We road the trolley to the end of the line – the stop they told us to get off on. From there we walked down to the river, carefully following the map they had given us. We didn’t know it but we had the wrong map. When we got to the river we turned upstream and walked for about a mile. I believe I mentioned yesterday that the weather here is like a Midwestern summer day – hot and muggy. We all worked up quite a sweat.
When we got to the place marked on the (wrong) map there wasn’t anything like a pier in site. In fact, it was a public bathing beach. We called the cruise line, told them where we were and they had no clue. So we got the phone number for, you guessed it, a taxi, made the call and got a ride in a Mercedes taxi. The pier was not more than a quarter of a mile downstream from where we had come out on the river.
I had a pocket full of Swiss franks which were not going to be any use to us in Germany so I tried to give them all to the taxi driver. She wouldn’t take them. The taxi ride was 20 franks. She insisted on giving me change. I tried to give her a 20 frank tip and she shook her head and said, “Too much.” She begrudgingly accepted a 10 frank tip. Can you imaging a New York taxi driver saying, “Too much?” If we did that in New York, they’d be thinking “Sucker.” Not in Switzerland.
The cruise boat is beautiful. It’s very long, narrow and low. Our cabin is incredibly small. We have a huge bay window looking out on the water and being on the lower level the water surface is not five feet below our window. It’s really vey cool.
We got settled in, enjoyed tea time followed by the mandatory orientation talks by the staff. Then we sat down to a very nice dinner. After dinner we went up topside and fed bread crumbs to the swans. No, we’re not at Disneyland or a zoo. They actually have beautiful swans all over the river. It’s like walking through a Grimm Brothers world.
We’ve already made new BFFs. And with such a small boat with only 125 guests we’ll quickly make a lot more. The atmosphere is so friendly that you’d have to be a total grump not to.
So our adventure continues as we move into the next phase.
Ok, enough talk. Here are the photos.