The Insiders guide to travel

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By Greg Hardwick

Zurich, 1992, in the Niederdorf, not too far from the Oliver Twist. Image G Hardwick
Zurich, 1992, in the Niederdorf, not too far from the Oliver Twist. Image G Hardwick
The first time I'd seen snow, at Obersaxon in Switzerland. Image G Hardwick.
The first time I'd seen snow, at Obersaxon in Switzerland. Image G Hardwick.
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The cynical traveller: part 1

“If you don’t like the place, then go home mate.”

Those words still echo in my head after all these years. It was the early 90's. Seinfield one-liners were all the rage, a Kurt Cobain attitude was essential, and a goatee was the way to go. And here I was in the somewhat drab city of Zurich learning my second travel lesson in a pub called the Oliver Twist.

Multilingual show-offs were everywhere and I’d just stumbled across an Aussie. In a typical blunt manner I had been provided with one of my most significant pieces of travel advice. I nodded to my new friend, as his blue eyes starred right through me, and tried to look like I was contemplating what he’d just said, by stroking my goatee. Actually, I was wondering whether I should have another large beer or not.

A year earlier I’d left my mates behind in a small coastal town in northern New South Wales, Australia. I still remember the day clearly. As I was preparing to leave, an envious friend made a comment.

“You’ll be back in two months, nah… I give you one.”

I didn’t respond, I just pumped the accelerator and drove out of town in my van with a spray painted peace symbol on the front. Man, what a feeling of freedom I had as I looked into my barely attached, shaking rear-view mirror. The mirror made the town look abstract as it disappeared out of view.

A few months on the road and I couldn’t go any further north. So I did the logical thing. I sold my van, put all the money I had into an old biscuit tin and walked into the nearest travel agency.

“One ticket to Europe please!”

“Um, sir, what city would you like to go to?”

“Oh … (a quick look toward the map on the wall), how bout that one, Zu..rich, yeh that sounds good.”

Pouring the contents of my tin out and onto the bench I wryly thought, “back in a month hey?”

“I’ll show em.”

There are moments when you hear a statement and it just echoes in your ears. The first travel advice issued was, “you’ll be back”. The second, a year later, was ironically telling me to go back home. To be continued...Read Part 2 here.

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Amanda Kendle 4 years ago

As another Aussie I totally with the opening sentence :-) and am dashing straight on to read Part 2. Great hub!

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