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Driving from Zürich city into Germany’s Black Forest felt like slipping quietly from one painting into another. The two-hour journey was smooth and scenic — Swiss motorways lined with autumn-gold trees, tiny chalets on green slopes, and mirror-like lakes that kept appearing along the route. The moment we crossed the border near Schaffhausen, the architecture, signboards, and rhythm of life began to change, yet the natural beauty only deepened. Hornberg, our destination, sits