Years later, my friend is now doing a masters' at that same university, so I took the train from Ticino to visit him. (Also, apparently the receptions are a weekly thing and free to all comers, so we weren't quite as dastardly as we thought we were being at the time.)
Apart from visiting the university and wandering around the Altstadt (German for "old town"), mostly we just ate. For dinner the first evening, we went to the Zeughauskeller. Zeughaus means "arsenal house", so the walls were decorated with crossbows, machine guns and other weapons.
|The quintessential Swiss German meal: beer, sausage, potatoes and sauerkraut|
Unfortunately, the rain and gloomy weather followed me to Ticino, so the next day we took refuge in Babu's Bakery and Coffeehouse.
|Berry tart. I'm getting better at taking photos before devouring.|
|Well. I'm kind of getting better at taking photos before devouring. There were four luxemburgerli in here.|
|Proof that we actually walked around a bit and didn't just eat luxemburgerli all day.|