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It’s been the Swiss capital since 1848. Toblerone was invented here. Einstein even published his theory of relativity here in 1905. But
Berne is most famous for its bears.
The city’s founder, Berchtold V, named it after the first thing he slayed on the site and today the bear is the adopted mascot, decorating everything from flags to chocolates. A walk around this compact, architectural, historical and scenic museum of 140,000 is bound to reveal some bears, but you’ll soon realise there is so much more.
By the numbers
The train station’s Information Centre (1) has a good, free map and organises many excursions, including half-day walking tours for 15Sfr. We study the map and design our own tour for free.
It’s still early and the grand buildings surrounding the Barenplatz and Bundesplatz (2) guard a handful of frenetic market stalls, so we stock up on picnic essentials. Expansive views to the south highlight Berne’s unique position, occupying high ground on a lush peninsula created by the Aare River.
Burned in 1405 and rebuilt in sandstone, the arcaded streets of the city have changed little in 600 years. Berne is now a World Heritage Site, listed by UNESCO as one of the world’s most important cultural assets.
With four miles of promenades, almost as much exists above ground as below. It’s the largest shopping mall in Europe and Karen’s eyes sparkle as we stroll down Marktgasse (3), past Theaterplatz, stopping at a small chocolatier with a window display that screams indulgence. Inside Tschirrens we sniff out the truffles, settling on a Champagne and Dark selection to compliment the picnic. A free sample of Honey truffles is our unexpected prize.
It’s nearly 10am and we return to the Theaterplatz for the hourly stage show at the city’s oldest building, the 12C Zytgloggeturm (clock tower).(4) There are almost a hundred people here now and sure enough, at a few minutes to the hour, the bells ring and a parade of mechanical figures that includes – you guessed it – bears, perform for the crowd as Father Time struts his stuff.
The crowd disperse and artistic diversions lead us across the river to the Kunsthalle (Art Gallery) (5), dedicated to promising newcomers and displaying a kaleidoscope of (soon to be known) local talent. Architecture follows art in the Munsterplatz, Berne’s cathedral (6)towering over the city in a display of 15C Gothic pride.
We’re both captivated by its exterior portal, an intricate sculpture of the Last Judgement that omits no detail. Our Information Centre literature, a typically monotonous, English translation that would simultaneously cure insomnia and cause dyslexia, redeems itself with two notable facts:
The tower’s spire (that affords 360-degree views) is the highest in Switzerland (closed today) and, at the time it was built, the cathedral was large enough to accommodate half the population.
Window shopping continues in earnest down Gerechtigkeitsgasse and we reach the Nydegggbrucke, pausing to enjoy the sun and views over the surrounding district. There’s commotion in the adjacent Bear Pit(7), home to the city’s mascot since the 15C, as two males argue. I’d argue too if I had to live in a concrete bunker because somebody killed one of my ancestors and named a town after me. Bears are extinct in the region now, but still the charade continues with these imported icons.
We retreat to a small, grassy park and enjoy our picnic, a feast of breads, cheese, meats and truffles. Nearby, a resident charges an electric car at a refuelling station while another repairs a delicate fresco on a crumbling, 16C façade. It’s a magic moment of contrasts and we smile.
Priceless antiques cram the arcaded shops of Postgasse and soon we reach the Town Hall(9) hidden in a small Gothic square lined with a splendid collection of buildings and another of Berne’s fascinating fountains, its subject holding aloft a bear-emblazoned flag.
There’s time for more cultural pursuits and we finish the tour with a visit to the Kunstmuseum (Gallery of Fine Arts)(10), an unashamedly biased fine art collection dedicated mainly to Switzerland’s favourite son – Paul Klee. There are fine canvases from Cezzanne and Picasso through to Pollock, but the majority of space displays Klee’s bright, challenging and comical work – an appropriate end to a day out in this historical and scenic wonderland.
Need to Know More?
Refer to the map for directions; allow a full day at leisure to cover this seven-kilometre route.
* Most museums are closed on Monday, and you’ll find exciting morning markets in the Bundesplatz on Tuesday and Saturday.
* If you want to feed the bears, you can do it any day for 3Sfr.
* It costs 3Sfr to climb the Munster tower (if it’s open) – Tue-Sat, 10-5 and Sun 11-5.
* The Kunsthalle and Kunstmuseum are both open Tue-Sun, 10-5 and cost 6Sfr.
***** DAVE’S FAVES are the views from the many bridges and squares around town; exciting, fresh exhibits in the Kunsthalle; the arcaded streets and shopping for chocolates.