Last day of Zürifäscht

Decided to take some friends with me on the lake today. It was absolutely fabulous. But after an hour or so, one of them couldn't take the waves so we decided to come back closer to the city. There we enjoyed a flight show by some really adventurous pilots. Looping was the name of the game. And an hour after that, we decided to park the boat and enjoy the city from the bridge. The captain needed a drink :), and the lake was crawling with police boats.

That's when we noticed a guy (I guess it must've been) walking on a thin line going from a church over the river to the other side (you see the little dot in the middle of the pic). The bridge was packed with people, also my little bridge, and so I had to park being watched by hundreds. I made it!

But really? Walking a thin line that long? What possesses people like that? I have no clue. I myself have no death wish.

Now I should take a shower, eat something, then go back into town and enjoy the last few hours of the "Fäscht". Am I gonna make it?