Baking Zopf in Liverpool and other stuff

I've been here for one month now and a part of me can almost not believe that the first month is already over. Time really does fly like an arrow. I've met new people, saw new places and discovered new differences between the English and the Swiss culture. I love watching other people. How they move, talk and dress differently. I still don't understand how the English are able to walk around with so little clothes on. It's still freezing here and the wind doesn't make it any warmer for sure. I might be from a Northern country but sometimes I feel like someone from South America who has been dumped off near the North pole. They walk around with a short-sleeve shirt while I wear my warm raincoat. Little dresses with no tights underneath, shorts, flip-flops and no coats on. Crazy!

On the other hand I enjoy the vibe of a big city. Liverpool is surely not the biggest city but it is really something different than my hometown. A lot of people walking around all day long, always someone who's playing music and lots to do. Lots of different stores, and even though you can find all the big brands, you can also find little and a bit quirky stores.

I'm really enjoying my time here but I do miss something: the Swiss bread! I know such a cliche but come on! You go into a shop that is called Gregg's Bakery and even though it's supposed to be a bakery the bread is still too soft and has nothing to do with real bread. So I decide to bake a Zopf. I had no kitchen scale nor a measuring cup but somehow I was actually able to make one. And I'm quite happy with the result.