My time in Switzerland is plodding on slowly towards the Christmas holidays. Aside from dodging the rain that has now replaced the snow, my days have consisted largely of taking language notes on presentations at work and showing clips of Cheryl Cole to show the students how geordies should sound.
Yesterday we decided to go on another daytrip and caught the train south to Bern, the federal capital. Of course we looked at things like the Swiss parliament buildings and the river Aare, and strolled around the Old Town. But there was another aim to our trip: the Bärengraben, or bear pit, for the bear is the animal after which Bern is named (incidentally, so is Berlin). So we wandered down not expecting much but saw one of the bears, and can safely say we know the answer to the age-old question, because there wasn't any woods.
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