Zurich's always pretty for a potter - up through the old town to Lindenhof, to admire the cityscape from beneath swooning branches, and to the top of the twin-towered Minster to admire the lake. And what better to witness on a wet day than a waterfall? We ventured to the Rhine Falls, Europe's biggest waterfall, where 150-metre-wide torrents charge between crags in a cacophonous roar and a misty haze of spray. We walked around the falls, admiring them from all angles, before lunching on delicious perch fillets at Restaurant Park am Rheinfall.
Then, the next best thing when snow and general misery are forecast: a thermal baths. Bad Zurzach in nearby Canton Aargau is always a treat, with its bath-hot outdoor pools and lamplit salt cavern. Courtesy of Nanna, the Easter bunny also arrived, and we enjoyed Cadbury's Cream Eggs and hot cross buns for our sins. No, as we Brits well know, the weather need never put paid to your plans.
