Yesterday Sibylle and I had tickets to see Coldplay in Zurich – and for the first time ever, we didn’t take the train, because I have my neighbours’ car at my disposal.

I must admit, I’m surprised every time at how well the driving goes (this is the third time this year that the neighbours let me use their car during their vacation). Of course I have weaknesses due to a lack of practice, but already on Friday I drove for several hours, mostly over curvy country and mountain lanes – and that was with my parents, which always makes me nervous. So yes, driving to Zurich yesterday went okay – we then parked in the garage and went to enjoy the concert.

Goldfrapp opened and Coldplay put on a great show, so we had an awesome time, despite some hick-ups like tall (and smelly) people crowding around us. The real horror came after – sitting in the garage for almost an hour, waiting to be able to leave. A prime road rage opportunity, which luckily no one used, except for some honking.

And then there was the drive back. Luckily for me Sibylle had missed her train because of the jam in the garage, so I had company for my very first nightly highway experience. Not being able to see further than my headlights made me nervous, and I was always glad when there were other cars in front of me. Well, enough of that. Obviously I made it back in one piece – got home around 1.30am.

Now I’m up again already – haven’t been able to sleep very well, so I’m already looking forward to going to bed tonight, truth be told… But I’m glad I had this experience – it’s definitely made the Coldplay concert a memorable one! 🙂