Running Tour of Basel

This past week I decided to be a glutton for punishment and took a running tour of Basel. I even jogged 30 mins each of the 2 days before hand just to make sure I didn’t die. It was great!

We ran through winding Basel streets

The city has a huge Tram network (hence all the wires across the street)

and across bridges…

You can see the Munster (cathedral) back left

to the other side of the river Rhine.

You can float down the river past the city! That's fantastic!

I filled up my water bottle at a few of the city’s hundreds of fountains – gotta love the Alps!

You can even swim in some of the fountains

We ran past markets where I bought some spectacular olives seasoned with garlic, lemon and dill

The red building is the Rathaus (town hall)

Food and plants and crafts, oh my!

And did I mention there were lots of fountains?

The Basilisk, protector of the city of Basel. Harry Potter anyone?

This one was more of an installation and moves! Apparently they leave it on even in winter and it’s very pretty when iced over.

This thing moves!

At the end of the hour and fifteen minute run, my legs were refusing to take orders from my brain. So I read by the Rhine for a few hours waiting for my legs to stop feeling like Jello and then went to watch the Argentina-Germany world cup match at a bar near my apartment. I tried to order a Heffeweisen but because they speak Swiss German here in Basel and I do not, I ended up with a shandy instead. Happy mistake!

That's my knee in the bottom of the pic. You can probably guess who I was supporting.

Argentina lost. Booooo. At least Spain beat Germany. Anyway, to drown my sorrows I ate some Bratwurst, and all was right with the world again.

yuuuummmmmm

The End.

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About Petunia

She wore rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes And I knew without asking she was into the blues She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls I knew right away she was not like other girls ~The Grateful Dead
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