Sad day today. Dan is returning to DC. He will truly miss the amazing luxury of our upgraded Fairmont balcony room with lake views. Alas… The good news is that Erika is arriving. Hoping she can find her way and not get lost on this long journey across the ocean or in the airports.
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Searching for the best way to the airport |
| We road the train to the airport with just a few stops. |  |
| Dan and Kristin went to check in Dan. Mom and I went looking for the bathroom then Erika. Erika’s flight arrived at 7:30. It is now about 10:00 so she should have cleared customs and immigration and checked out all the shops. Kristin and Dan found Erika wandering around near the check in. She figured out where Dan was going to check in and waited there. | |
| Then we rode the train back to Geneva. |  |
| We walked through the old town |  |
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and went to St Peters square for crepes. |
| The crepes were not as good as last time. They were more artistic. We were the only ones eating. All the locals were down below getting less artistic more filling food. | |
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We saw them down below after we had the artsy food. We will know better next time. |
| The flower clock |  |
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The fountain |
| We take the train back to Montreux and decide to buy a picnic lunch at Migros. The lemon flavored soda was cheaper than water. Makes you wonder. | |
| This fountain was outside. |  |
| Since we have plastic utensils and Kristin’s cutting knife back in the hotel room we decide to split up and have the girls go get the utensils while Mom takes pictures of flowers and I carry everything. | |
| The boat we did not take |  |
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Flowers |
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and more flowers |
| I think Diane would like to live in something like this. |  |
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She was supposed to be taking pictures of flowers |
| Waiting and resting. the food is heavy. They must have had trouble finding the stuff. |  |
| The famous muscat grapes |  |
| Diane says the lemon soda tastes like bathroom cleaner smells. Looks like one less person to share the soda with. The labels are in German but we are pretty sure that it is soda. | |
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We finish eating and head back as sunset is nearing |
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Getting closer |
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From the balcony |
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Final burst of deep red |
| City lights at night |  |
| Erika is exhausted. It is time we all hit the hay | |