It’s time to leave this fairy tale village where it’s impossible to find grilled sausages, which are supposed to be typical of German Switzerland.
Stein am Rhein is an absolutely charming place and we deeply enjoyed our relaxing stroll over its ancient, colourful little streets, but I don’t want to leave Sergey with his unsatisfied wish.
So I suggest him to take a train back to Schaffhausen and then another one directly to Zürich, I know for sure that in Zurich railways station they do sell the damned typical grilled sausages!

Probably the cat would like joining us, but it’s not possible…

Let’s go!




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