Pudi’s Ramp
We crossed the Swiss-German border at sundown. “Was hast du zu verzollen?” “Ummm. Sprechen sie englisch”? “Vat are you doing here?” “Ughhh … Keep reading
We crossed the Swiss-German border at sundown. “Was hast du zu verzollen?” “Ummm. Sprechen sie englisch”? “Vat are you doing here?” “Ughhh … Keep reading
While I was down staying in a hotel in an industrial shit hole of a town, Spreitenbach, which is near the grand city of Zürich, Switzerland I was contacted by Lars Greiwe and Bertrand Trichet to let me know they’d be taking care of business in Basel, about 45 minutes from where I was staying. I decided to get out of the hotel and join them for an evening in Basel and a small adventure across the border to Germany.