Sunday in Switzerland
Palm Sunday is a Christian feast day which commemorates Jesus’ triumphal entry into Jerusalem. On Saturday evening I attended a Swiss German Mass with Tony conducted at St Magdalen’s. I didn’t understand what the priest was saying, but could follow along with the ritual nonetheless. Interestingly, this priest had a broken leg and sat down for most of the mass… I learnt that even though only Bishops can conduct a sermon seated, a broken leg is apparently an exception.
St Magdalen’s is also the place where Dear Jacqueline lies. Jacqueline was an incredible woman with a huge heart and she is dearly missed. As much as I wish she could have traveled with Tony and I, I knew she was with us the entire time in our hearts.
At lunchtime on Sunday, we traveled by Ferry to Stäfa-Hombrechtikon to meet Rahel and watch her friend Silvio compete in a cycling competition.
The race took about 1hr, which was great because there was plenty of time to catch up! I’ve never watched a live cycling race before and it was a great opportunity. The first 10 laps were quite mundane, but as it was time for the final leg, things got a bit exciting as the cyclists sprinted to the finish line.
As we had gorgeous, nearly summer-like weather, we gathered for a BBQ at Silvios place in Rapperswil-Jona, where we enjoyed the afternoon sunset on his terrace.
I spent the night with Rahel who lives in Zurich, so it would be easier for me to awake for my early morning flight. I am so appreciative of her hospitality. It was lovely to catch up with her, and even though we haven’t seen each other in so long it was quite easy to pick up where we left off 4 years ago.
Unfortunately we forgot to take a photo together, so I am including a selfie we managed to take on my previous visit. I guess I will just have to return to Switzerland soon to get that photo 😉