Gruetzi! Wake up Switzerland... here I come!

So, here I am - I've arrived in Switzerland.  The only people I know here have lived in Switzerland for years, so know the language, the people, the culture, the customs.... Me?  well, apart from the story of Heidi (to whom I bear no resemblence in either looks or personality!) there's not much I know about Switzerland...  Still, how hard can it be?

I drove for 11 hours with a car-full of 'stuff' - which basically comprises my whole life (mainly shoes actually - Louboutins encased in their felt bag, reinforced with bubble wrap...) and have arrived safe and sound (not quite sane) in Adliswil, Switzerland.

I've left behind my South London flat, my family, my friends, my high-flying, jet-setting, champagne-drinking independent single lifestyle...oh yeah, and my great job in The City onto which I clung and survived when many of my colleagues were being handed their P45s barely 6 months ago in the depths of recession, depression and economical melt-down..... am I mad?  maybe!  am I excited?  definitely...  Let's see how things pan out from here.......I have 2 months to find a job (during which time I will be working my notice for my existing company from the offices in Zurich) and become that home-loving, weekend-baking, outdoor-walking, fresh air-breathing, flat shoe-wearing (that one was a joke) domestic goddess that surely must lurk somewhere within every woman right.....?  Here's hoping... otherwise I'm stuffed!