The Amazing Race

Let the Games begin! It felt like we were taking part in the Amazing Race. The first ferry departed from Bellagio at 8:14 and the Turtles were first in the ticket line, taking the lead in the imaginary race. After arriving in Como almost an hour later, we ran to find a taxi to get to the station in time to catch the first train to Zurich.


Due to immaculate planning and Tony's brute strength (he has to lug two huge suitcases, a back pack, another bag, Tiny's Trunki and her pram around...) we reached the gate with plenty of time to spare.


The next three hours sped past as Tiny made a friend on the train and the two girls unpacked the Trunki in no time, jabbering away in Afrikaans and English (Tiny) and German (friend). The older Turtles had to tear their eyes away from the beautiful "chocolate box" views lining the windows as we entered Switzerland.


We arrived in Zurich 5 minutes late (must be the fault of the Italians, surely the Swiss have never been late?) and scrambled about like headless chickens in search of the right platform. Myrtle spotted the information counter and the Turtles were pointed to platform 12. Much running and panting followed. Myrtle hoisted Tiny onto the train while poor Tony did all the heavy lifting. Well, he did say that he wanted to use the next 6 months to get fit and Myrtle is just helping him reach his goal by allowing him to run around with weighty luggage. Kind Turtle, that Myrtle.

The train departed as Tony hopped on with the last bag. Phew! Made it! And we were still leading the pack (of the fake Amazing Race...).  Reached Frankfurt earlier this evening, off to bed now to be fresh and ready for the morning flight to Miami.  Need to get there first!