SWISS: Tgi che sa rumantsch sa dapli!

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22:50 (UTC±00:00 +DST), 19 MAY 2015 | GBR HARROW, GREATER LONDON
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Rumantsch

Jau sun dischillusinà, SWISS!

Ti sas bain: Tgi che sa rumantsch sa dapli!

For 2014, I avoided flying with SWISS International Air Lines because I totally exploded into a year-long fit of fury after a bill to limit immigration from the rest of Europe passed by the narrowest of margins.

So when the year-long self-imposed ban lapsed in 2015, I returned to flying “my” bit of the world. To my absolute shock and horror, though: it looked like SWISS had done away with Rumantsch, certainly on their displays and other items, and where I could easily brush up my knowledge of Deutsch, Français, Italiano and Rumantsch (in addition to English), this was simply gone. Never mind it was spoken by “just” 0.5% of the Swiss population and has six or seven variants; it’s part of Switzerland and you simply don’t throw it away!

I had remained extremely sceptical of my own flag carrier and its future after it was basically taken over by the “bigger canton up north” — Lufthansa buying SWISS in the mid-2000s made me look long and hard at my Swiss passport (it nearly caught a passing teardrop), wondering what the hell went wrong with my bit of the planet. I became part of the Swiss world in 2000, when my country hosted what was basically a “flying bank”. There was no Rumantsch up in the air back then, but we had one of the proudest and most stable airliners in the world, and we tended to forget about British Airways — because they were probably “flying at a lower level”. At least for me, flying in or out of Switzerland on anything but Swissair would be the same as running Microsoft Windows on a Mac laptop — it simply was never done.

But now we had lost our flying bank — and to lose our language would be an equally heavy thump for me. I tweeted @FlySwiss and they gave me a vague response (nächsti Mal söt i dir scho uf Schwiizerdütsch go tweetä, nöd ächt?) — and it seemed like Rumantsch went off the radar. (However, I did find Rumantsch in the Enjoy your flight screen on the way back to Heathrow! I also stayed up late in Lugano to take a look at reruns of the all-Rumantsch Telesguard with Tracy on Swiss TV.)

But there will always be a reason for me to Fly SWISS again. If only for the watches — which I as a fellow Swiss found absolutely hilarious (Tracy was wondering if I was insane or something; you need to understand more Swiss humour, Liebling!)…

DSchwiizer

Smile, Aargau…
Schaffhausen, the pre-21st-century Selfie Canton…
Solothurn, bisch immer so bälääää…
Don’t worry, be happy, be Neuchâtel…
Poulet genevois!…
Für Garderobe und Grischun wird nicht gehaftet…
Basel… We have a problem…!

(Now Zürich is just waiting for its own duck, a la Beijing!)