Comments on: Bears in Bern http://radioclare.com/2008/04/bears-in-bern/ Stories & Musings From A Duck Enthusiast Whose Life Is Stranger Than Fiction Tue, 06 Dec 2011 14:05:16 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 By: Radio http://radioclare.com/2008/04/bears-in-bern/comment-page-1/#comment-116 Radio Sun, 27 Apr 2008 10:38:31 +0000 http://radioclare.com/2008/04/27/bears-in-bern/#comment-116 The fact that there are factories around Bern has nothing to do with the language; the stretch between Bern and Zurich is pretty much flat so it's the most logical place to build them. About half an hour south of Bern you come to the real Alps of the Bernese Oberland (where I'm going in September) which are so beautiful and unspoilt they're a UN heritage site :P As for me having a dirty mind I don't know what you mean, and I only stood outside that shop to oblige you :ninja: The fact that there are factories around Bern has nothing to do with the language; the stretch between Bern and Zurich is pretty much flat so it’s the most logical place to build them. About half an hour south of Bern you come to the real Alps of the Bernese Oberland (where I’m going in September) which are so beautiful and unspoilt they’re a UN heritage site :P

As for me having a dirty mind I don’t know what you mean, and I only stood outside that shop to oblige you :ninja:

]]> By: Babel http://radioclare.com/2008/04/bears-in-bern/comment-page-1/#comment-114 Babel Sun, 27 Apr 2008 10:23:02 +0000 http://radioclare.com/2008/04/27/bears-in-bern/#comment-114 <blockquote>I forget now exactly how much the return fare for two people turned out to be</blockquote> 184 CHF, which is near enough £90. <blockquote>En route the train passed through Fribourg/Freiburg which is a town that fascinates me, by virtue of the fact that it sits right on the Röstigraben, the imaginary trench which divides German speaking Switzerland (where they eat Rösti) from French speaking Switzerland (where they do not).</blockquote> It struck me as well, for it marked the point where we went from having non-stop scenes of the lake and mountains on our right and agriculture on our left, to the miserable surroundings of factories and other concrete aberations ... not to mention that fingernails-on-chalkboard language :( <blockquote>My boyfriend <em>came across</em> a shop called Dick</blockquote> Interesting phrasing, there. I think that it betrays <em>your</em> dirty mind more than <em>mine</em> :P And here's a pic of you posing by it! <img src=http://radioclare.com//wp-content/uploads/2008/04/dickshop.jpg class="centered" />

I forget now exactly how much the return fare for two people turned out to be

184 CHF, which is near enough £90.

En route the train passed through Fribourg/Freiburg which is a town that fascinates me, by virtue of the fact that it sits right on the Röstigraben, the imaginary trench which divides German speaking Switzerland (where they eat Rösti) from French speaking Switzerland (where they do not).

It struck me as well, for it marked the point where we went from having non-stop scenes of the lake and mountains on our right and agriculture on our left, to the miserable surroundings of factories and other concrete aberations … not to mention that fingernails-on-chalkboard language :(

My boyfriend came across a shop called Dick

Interesting phrasing, there. I think that it betrays your dirty mind more than mine :P

And here’s a pic of you posing by it!

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