Commuting to work the other day from Baden to Zurich, I decided to conduct a little experiment. I decided I would count how many people I saw smiling. Nothing crazy, just the slightest grin would count.
I got 5.
I must have passed hundreds of people through one of the busiest train stations in Switzerland, down the street towards Central, and on my way with the 7 Tram. A total trip of about 45 minutes. Five.
I'm a smiley person. I've got smile muscles that would shame the bone-crushing jaw strength of an alligator. So this type of stonecold face-off displayed here took some getting used to. Welcome to Europe...it's just like that here.
That's not to say that everyone here is unfriendly. Quite the opposite. However, if you go around with a big ol' grin on your face, people might assume:
1. You're a criminal.
2. You're insane.
3. You're criminally insane.
4. You're American.
Enjoy this picture of Nick joining the woman behind him in an episode of "Grumpy McGrumpenstein Rides the Train."