[…Glattbrugg, Zurich, Switzerland…]
I finally made it to Zurich after a couple of months of planning to come back here. It seems like it’s been raining here a lot, or at least every time I looked at the forecast, rain was in it. That’s not to say that today was a perfect day weatherwise — it was still cloudy with 30% chance of rain, but at least there’s that 70% chance of whatever that I can live with.
I don’t know where the Swiss went for the weekend, but they certainly weren’t in Zurich. Save for a handful of tourists, the city is a ghost town for a Saturday. Arriving in the city center around 6 p.m., our feet took us to the cobbled streets of old town to the trendy plaza were metal grates had already been pulled down for the day. The gentle breeze that blew from the up the hill of Lindenhof down the alleyway by the riverbank played with the dozen red-and-white Swiss flags that flew above unlit shop signs.
Meanwhile, in Lindenhof square, spurts of small crowds came and went as I sat waiting for the light to change. From under the slim shade of linden trees, I was forced to listen to upbeat Latin music that blared from a mini boombox two gentlemen were playing. Couples like to go to Lindenhof to catch a sweeping view of the city; they sit on the ledge with their feet hanging towards the Limmat river, a cold beer on one side and a companion on the other. They mimic the twin spires of the Grossmunster that just narrowly escapes your eyes when you look at Zurich skyline.
When you’re waiting for the light, sitting there doing nothing, you are trained to watch your surroundings more keenly than you might want to. Where there are young lovers doing their business in a modest corner, there’s that lonely playground waiting to be discovered. Once in a while, the swings find its way into the thin air, and in between, Kasparov-wannabes try their hand at the giant chess pieces on the other side. It’s cheap entertainment in Lindenhof, but it’s a good way to pass time.
When it was time to take the camera out, I was happy. It was nice to have it sitting in my hand once again in the middle of this hectic month. Pity that the weather wasn’t the most ideal today, but I did what I could with what I was given.
So, it started as a quiet night in Zurich, and ended that way. The swift blue-hour light saw me half-running down the hill to the river, barely making in time to complete my planned route. Again, you do what you have to do and hope you did enough to satisfy yourself. I wished I had another night here so I can do it all over again, but that’s just being greedy. Sometimes, the moments in-between-capture count as well.