Suburbia II

So I was leaving. After a lovely raclette dinner in good company. But you know, me being a city girl I felt there were places to see, people to go, that type of thing. Was told the bus to the train station was quarter past. After the kiss-kiss-kiss thing you have to do in Switzerland I was off. Only to find out that the bus was 34 past. 20 min from now. Was told it was 15 past (so much for suburbia people knowing what's going on...) So decided to take the other guest up on her kind offer. Went back. And finally got the lift. To the station. Then train into Zürich. Ouch, living out there. I'm sure it's nice for some people, but it's certainly not for me.