Many miles have been covered in the past couple of weeks. Zurich was a pleasant surprise. We were staying at a hotel in a new industrial district but the trams were super cheap and super efficient. We ate dinner at the legendary Kronenhalle. It was utterly charming (albeit pricey even by Swiss standards) and the wine pours were on the teensy side but the food was delicious and the art work was amazing. We sat under a Chagall drawing. I'd have taken a photo of the Miro on the way out but it seemed a bit rude with a family of 6 sitting there.
I headed to London on the Wednesday night and my saintly sister and her husband picked me up from Heathrow and drove me to their new home in Dorset. My sisters excel at providing excellent guest facilities, comfy beds, good bedside books and generous pours. My sister has had two knee reconstructions but is an avid walker and public transport user. She weekly takes the bus to a nearby town and walks the eleven miles home and just walked across Scotland with her two friends she has known for 40 years. I admire everything about her. We walked to town and then later walked up where we could see a sweep of high end beach huts and the edge of the Isle of Wight. After so many decades of looking at it across the Solent, it was a surprise to see its western end and chalk stack of the Needles.
The weather was surprisingly hot and I stupidly got a sun burnt nose and forehead. We sat in the garden a lot and drank tea and ate lots of coffee and walnut cake.
I spent the weekend in London with ganching which also involved sitting in the garden and cake and dog shows and hot weather and a modicum of walking.
Madrid was even hotter but I spent a lot of it inside. I didn't eat nearly enough jamon but I did meet some excellent people from Morocco, Turkey, Romania and Brazil. I also sat through some sessions where I learned some really useful things on the science of happiness and negotiation. All excellent.
Now I am back in NYC and it is baking. Going for walks without Charlie is weird.