So we had a lovely sleep-in this Mothers Day Sunday, followed by a lovely breakfast. This is the best hostel yet - even the Grand Swiss at Montreux could take lessons from them in bathroom construction!

We got the taxi back to the train station and retraced our journey on the 11am train back to Chur but on a regional train. This involved going over all those viaducts and through those spiral tunnels all over again. It was lovely. The train track, as the voice on the loudspeaker tells us, is somewhat like a carousel, going from one side of the valley to the other.

At Chur we changed trains and boarded the high speed train to Zurich, arriving a little before three. We got a taxi to the hostel and our driver was a nice little man from northern Iraq. He was saying he misses his mother and brother who are in his home country. He and his wife went back for a holiday but they didn't feel safe. They will not return.

We are taking it easy now. We are some way out of town so have organised to have dinner here. Dinner was king prawn pad Thai!

After dinner we went for a walk to find the nearest tram stop for tomorrow morning, and to get our bearings.

All of the hostels have been different. This one has a bar! The one in Geneva didn't allow alcohol in it! Zermatt and St Moritz sold wine with meals. This one has a standard sized towel, and a foot mat. The room is not as big as St Moritz, but we've got our suitcases stored out of the way (under the bed). So this is home for 6 nights.