Author: zug

Zug mail disaster

I am desperate indeed. Honestly I do not know how to go about this.  I just do not want all this Zug junk mail in my mailbox.  As you can see below, I put the stickers (TWO OF THEM) that clearly and politely say that I am not interested in all these brochures, ads and newspapers.  OK mine are not as elegant as the guy’s next door, but even himself, with this beautiful and luscious sign, he still gets the junk.   What is your problem with Zug mail, dude? – Although I should not have to be apologetic...

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How safe is Zug?

I am walking after midnight back from a dinner on the lake.  As I enter into the Neustadt Passage, you know the gallery between Baarerstrasse and Poststrasse, I see that Coop is open.  I am surprised and impressed.  It is my first week in Zug and people had told me that it is super safe and boring.  That the city is totally dead, nothing is open after 7pm.  People can be like that.  They were wrong.  There was a big Coop open after midnight in the middle of the city. Or it looked like that.  All the plants and...

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Urgent day trip

The alarm clock went off at 7am.  7am on a Sunday. No sane people do that.  But these 5 people, we did that.  The other 4 are my friends.  And we all did that with joy.  We set it up with joy the night before I mean.  Because the purpose was sacred.  Of course, the actual reality at 7.01am had less joy and more swearing.  But hey, we had all agreed to that day trip and the result would be so rewarding. We were all late.  John was the worst.  Typical.  Cate was driving.  The first 30 minutes were...

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Zug: The richest place on earth

I had one of those rare days that I felt a bit down, a bit uncertain, a bit doubtful.  Did I do the right thing to move here?  Is Zug too small for me?  Does size matter?  What is it all about?  Will I be pretty?  Will I be rich?  Que sera, sera.  Whatever will be, will be.  The future’s not ours to see. The wise lyrics of Doris suddenly gave a more upbeat tone to my day. My best friend finished the job.  Meaning that he put me back to my usual happy camper mode during our daily...

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Joining the gang, officially

The first thing you need to do when you get here is to make it official.  To say “hi, I’m here, I like it, I’m staying, make me part of your gang officially”.  This is not just to potential dates and friends, but most importantly to the Zug administration (Zug registration), also known as the Commune (excuse my French) or the City of Zug or Zug Stadt. This is the people who matter the most, even than that potential date that might evolve to the love of your life (for several hours or even years).  Because this is the...

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