Sundays, Baby

What's the deal with Sundays in this country? I swear I could hear a pin drop five floors below us because it's so eerily quiet and empty everywhere on Sundays. I think everyone has been sucked into some vortex or has some secret portal in their homes which magically transports them to an unknown underground party that only true Swiss citizens are invited to partake in.

It also always seems to rain here on Sundays so perhaps everyone is hibernating from the weather? No lights are on in our neighbors' apartments, no one is playing outside .... I saw one person out for a jog and it turned out to be Nat :) So, hmmmm. What DO people do here on the weekends??? I know Swiss are very family oriented so perhaps everyone leaves town on the weekends to wherever their family is from. Or, they are all just shut ins? No one just hangs out at local pubs or restaurants, (mainly because going out is too much money here) and I don't know if people have dinner parties or not. It's all still a mystery to me. Again- secret underground Swiss party???

Or perhaps everyone is scared if they go out on Sundays Bern's infamous "Baby Eating Ogre" statue will curse them and come eat their babies at night.