The Travelling Life of Silvan Colani
After an absence of two years, I ventured back to my native land, Switzerland
(I purposely don't call it 'home land' because my home is definitely in Hong Kong).
Stepping off the plane in Zurich Airport (which, oddly enough, is now officially called
'unique airport') always gives me the shivers. Not because of excitement, but out of
sheer fear: the place is full of Swiss!!! Most Swiss, you see, are very Swiss.
That means, for example, that they call the police if you wash your car on a Sunday.
Anyway, I was actually heading for a week of business in Liechtenstein. Liechtenstein,
for those who don't know, is like Switzerland, just much smaller (a description, which
probably lands me in jail next time I go there). For more on Liechtenstein click
here.
The rest of the week was dedicated to a number of friends and family reunions, giving
everybody plenty of opportunity to meet the 'new' Colani. And as a crowning finale, I
headed back into the mountains with my mother for my first day of skiing in eight yeas.
Against all odds, I did not break a leg.
In three days I must have covered entire Manhattan
on foot, doing all the tourist stuff and also some less popular routes like an excursion
to Harlem (go have some soul food at Sylvia's but avoid the collar green, whatever it is).
There are too many great restaurants, bars, clubs, theaters, etc. to make a reasonable
list of recommendations, but I'll name one: for an excellent but expensive Martini with
an unrivaled view, go to the Rainbow Room on the 65th floor of the GE Building. All the
rest you can check out at www.nyc.com.
