Tuesday night we followed our ears to a bar playing live Latin and salsa music- the rowdiest one we’d seen in Zurich, though that’s not saying much. I’m always more at home anywhere there’s loud talking and laughing but it was also so good to actually dance (Europeans mostly move demurely). The entire bar was feeling the music, so watching the crowd was nearly as much fun as joining the dance floor.
When the bar closed (bars close early in Zurich! Last call at midnight!) Our foursome of friends went up to our room where, once again, hilarity ensued via my green permanent marker which I think has accurately become a symbol of any debauchery that occurred during our trip, although that night was more silly than anything. Aussie Alex and I played repeated rounds of tic-tac-toe on each others’ legs and we took turns drawing on one another (popular themes were Australian and American animals). Some nights it’s more fun to act less than your age.
