Now that I've had time to settle into my own Zürich neighborhood, Wollishofen, I've really enjoyed having the time each afternoon to explore the trail system. I now know that it is just 1.5 miles to run and meet Martin at his throwing ring. I've found a big hill over a highway tunnel entrance to challenge me on future runs. I've serpentined along the river and around a sawdust covered forest track. But lately, I've found comfort in the soft gravel loop of Friedhof Manegg.

Though I've got plenty of other trails for running, I've lately found myself regularly returning to the trails of Friedhof Manegg. Every visitor is quiet and respectful, but not somber. The graves are well tended, even lit by small candles and covered by fir and pinecone wreaths. And the sculptures throughout the park always give me something to discover on each run. My favorite is the cheerful angel standing high above the park blowing his trumpet to resurrect the righteous and announce the coming of Christ. I cannot wait for that day, but for now I'll have to be satisfied with the meditative sound of my feet crunching along the gravel trail each afternoon.