Geneva at night

Friday, August 17, 2012

A Mall, A Mall, My Kingdom for a Mall!



Well, not really.  Actually, CW doesn’t have a kingdom.  Not even a small fiefdom.  But that’s beside the point, which is, in case you were wondering, that shopping in Switzerland Stinks (with a capital ‘S’)!  But wait, you say, I didn’t think CW was a ‘mall-y’ kind of guy.  He’s not.  But go back to the point a couple of sentences ago.  Seriously, it’s really stinky here, and this in a land renowned for stinky cheese.  Allow me to explain.

A Disney store!
CW is convinced there are only about a dozen stores in Switzerland aside from small boutiques.  And Italian restaurants.  But these same dozen stores are everywhere.  They mostly sell the same stuff at more or less the same price (competition doesn’t mean much here with respect to price or service).  But not worry, what we lack in selection, we make up for by low quality and high prices.  Or at reasonable quality and even higher prices.  [Except, of course, for watches.  But not everyone can spend $390k on watch--Brad Pitt watch] But for us mortals, as an example, go to Sears or Penny’s back in the States and pick out a polo shirt.  Now reduce the thread count (yes, CW knows (or at least pretends to know) terms like ‘thread count!’) and pay 3 times the label price.  That’s what it’s like shopping here.  And none of that would really be a problem if we didn’t have three pesky kids who seem to keep outgrowing everything.  Mail order helps, but it only gets you so far.




They even have a water show every half hour!
So imagine our surprise (and on SweetSwissTeen’s part, unmitigated joy) when we learned that the largest mall in Europe was less than two hours away.  CW must admit he had certain doubts about the term “largest mall in Europe.”  It sounded a bit like being named the prettiest girl at the South Pole. 

Nevertheless, on Saturday morning (SweetSwissTeen, dressed and with purse on shoulder, roused us up out of bed at 6:45…a.m.), we launched off on an excursion to Lyon, the second largest city in France.  It’s an easy, lovely drive through the Jura mountains.  It is quite a scenic route traveling through tunnels and down onto the plain of southeastern France.  Lyon, we’re told, also has a wonderful old town as well as great restaurants, but we had no time for that.  We had shoppin’ to do!

We arrived and went straight to work.  By which CW means lunch.  And where do we go?  Subway!  Yes, we come from a land of freshly baked baguettes (though admittedly skimpy sandwich fixin’s) and went to SweetSwissTeen’s favorite American fast food chain.  So, first mission accomplished!  In actuality, it wasn’t quite the same but it sufficed.

From there we shopped for the next 8 hours.  Le Part-Dieu actually is quite a large mall—about 300 different stores, restaurants, services, a movie theater, etc.  They had quite a few boutique stores, but also Foot Locker, GAP, Levis, Timberland, Claire’s—in short a good assortment of American stores to supplement the local brands.  SweetSwissTeen  and SwissSis found a few cute outfits and AAB found one or two things in GAP, as well.  And all at prices about half of what we would have paid in Switzerland.

Ah, the excitement is palpable!
SoulSwisster was quite pleased to find a very large ‘Bricolage’ store.  Basically,  it is a small scale Hobby Lobby—but ENORMOUS for European standards.  She’s loaded up and ready for fall crafting.

Alas, we did learn an unfortunate fact while we were there.  The French have small feet.  Unfortunate, obviously, because the Ahlstroms do not.  CW takes a size 12 or 13 depending on the shoe, which in Europe is about a 47 or so.  Shops in France seem to stop around 43 or 44.  SweetSwissTeen also had trouble finding the right size.  We’ve decided we may need to go Germany or Holland to find shoes for tall people.  Either that, or hope the shoe elves will come to Switzerland.

We ended the day with dinner at the Hippopotamus Grill, a nice outdoor place where we had steaks (not hippopotamus) before heading home.  There was actually a Mexican place there, but we decided not to press our luck.  This time.

Yes, we’ll be going back.  Not soon, and maybe next time we’ll check out the rest of Lyon.
The player piano

Quote of the day from SweetSwissTeen:  “You know that expression “shop ‘til you drop?  Well, I’ve dropped!  Can we go home, yet?”



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