Back in Basel

Our evening was spent back in Basel, as we’ll be taking the bullet train to Paris in the morning. Since we only caught a few glimpses the other day on the way to and fro the Tinguely Museum, we were lucky to discover, through a leisurely (and increasingly desperately hungry) stroll through the old town and on the banks of the Rhein, that Basel is a beautifully laid-out city with understated but elegant residential buildings, verdant parks, an ageless church, and a lively quay and river life.

We ended up on another beautiful veranda eating Thai food, where AM was able to ogle and then finally make friends with Luna the Swiss mountain dog and MM refused to ogle the Thai hostess with her highly slit skirt and Swiss-Thai accent. Pad Thai, MM notes, is the same anywhere in the world.