An aspect of expat life I never really thought about before switching countries is firearms control.
One reason for that is the fact that I was moving to a country which has never been at war in the last two-hundred years, plus it is well-known for its neutrality, it almost never experienced political unrest, and has a low crime rate.
However, I soon learnt that those factors don’t necessarily mean strict gun control.
This is what I saw when I boarded a tram downtown on a Saturday morning.
Friends of mine confirmed that it’s nothing unusual. However, I was shocked.